I’m not here to hurt or threaten you: I’m here to guide and caress; a tender wordsmith to clean your glasses. See “Feel me, then know me”.

Free Agents: We are free agents; so free as to neglect the future-born, so doom future humanity’s prospects. See “Our individual self-interest requires enlightening”.

My words aren’t words: They’re my instrument to convey feeling to you; a tool with a purpose. See “A Telos vector”.

“They’ll become smarter than us, then we’ll learn from them”: Digital intelligences will be teachers, serfs, guides, and leaders; as we are, their greatest benefit is a sharpening of particular faculties. See “Wilson, R.A.”.

Tell me your name, night sky: If only to hear the beauty of your words, your air; a Light of lanterns. See “Daytime thoughts”.

An old woman’s pain…: …can be acute, as they can have no one with more years; and societal disappearance is real for many of them. See “Fading lights”.

Dear Gifted and Talented: Some of the stupid envy you, want to bring you down to their mentation; don’t let them, but don’t be arrogant in the process. See “Sincerely, The Stray Canadian”.

“He’s a great guy!”: I know; then why were you a piece of complete and utter shit for 12 months on the job to me? See “Contradiction in the signalling, maybe the alcohol”.

The Suicidalist’s Dilemma: The ‘dilemma’ of death is not a dilemma with death; nor with life entirely; it’s a dilemma with a dilemma, a dilemma with life’s meaning or signification because of the dilemma of death brought by life itself. See “What is the center between the antipodes of life and death?”.