The World Inside

What counts is what’s happening inside him, his own artistic fulfillment. If he can blow their skulls, that’s a bonus. But this is ecstasy. The whole universe is vibrating around him. A gigantic solo. God himself must have felt this way when he got to work on the first day.

But the mighty computer is stupid. Thinking with the speed of light but unable to cross the gaps of intuition.

Why should we become like you? We pride ourselves on not being like you.