Matter moves, marches, flies, & dances in formation, It cannot be created or destroyed, It can only change forms, And must never not remain in motion, .…….always trying to move in formation, ...never ever stop changing in form, ……..always trying to move in formation information, One little bit at a time.

If Earth collapsed down to black hole status, Our planet would be as small as a marble that has, The same mass as, And still weighs the same weight that Earth now is, A marble more heavy than a diamond is dense. To pulverize and shrink Earth down to such a degree, Every last bit of space that's still empty, Must be wrung out like water from a sponge, Every last bit of space that's still empty, A complete and full expunge - From between every branch of every tree, From between

Our recency-bias is to imagine, That AI will rise - Armageddon, That technology progression, Cranks our stakes up to eleven, But the stakes in fact remain break-even, Take the discovery of how to control fire way back when, Which made cooking food and warm sleep possible way back then, But also got used to destroy other’s villages - arson, Be it controlled fire or AI’s the newest innovation, This New-Improved vs. Worst-Ever tension, Is not a question, Of volume-level one bein

How do we know right from wrong? How do we know right from wrong? At first glance this might sound counterintuitive, but my guess is that one's self-interest is how one knows right from wrong. That each person's own sense of self-interest is magnetic north to the compass needle of the moral landscape, always making it very clear right where Right Street and Wrong Lane are each located. The question of why - 'why do we do the right or wrong thing?' is an entirely different q