May my soul bloom in love for all existence.

May my soul bloom in love for all existence.

The universe, they said, depended for its operation on the balance of four forces which they identified as charm, persuasion, read more

The universe, they said, depended for its operation on the balance of four forces which they identified as charm, persuasion, uncertainty and bloody-mindedness.

The universe is a machine where you have been placed, and like a machine the outcome can be known. Every read more

The universe is a machine where you have been placed, and like a machine the outcome can be known. Every battle has already been won or lost. All that is left is for you to choose your side.

Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the universe together.

Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the universe together.

I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.

I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.

I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.

I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.

A universe that came from nothing in the big bang will disappear into nothing at the big crunch. Its glorious read more

A universe that came from nothing in the big bang will disappear into nothing at the big crunch. Its glorious few zillion years of existence not even a memory.

All the evidence shows that God was actually quite a gambler, and the universe is a great casino, where dice read more

All the evidence shows that God was actually quite a gambler, and the universe is a great casino, where dice are thrown, and roulette wheels spin on every occasion

The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble read more

The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble of events with no predictability, no regularity, are in grave peril. The Universe belongs to those who, at least to some degree,