I was listening to CBC radio. The mother of Amanda Todd talked about the extradition to Canada of her daughter’s internet stalker/ troll/ bully, and she said each day she had a new word to describe how she felt. The interviewer asked what is today’s word? And she replied “victorious,” and then added, yesterday was “sad” and before that “surreal.”

Nothing suits reading more than a well-lit warm and cozy nook in which to shelter from the storm, all while diving into whatever interests or pleases you. I have read histories and I have read space opera romances, and I’m sure both pleased me, almost equally. I have to admit fiction is for days off, while all other reading is for learning, which attracts me more. Unless it’s extra dark and cold outside. Or the wind’s too strong. Perhaps the sun’s too bright. In which case, fiction is the remedy.

Sight is instantaneous, illusory and easily confused. Ask any magician.
Our eyes connect directly to our brain. Our visual processing occurs at incomprehensible speeds, passing through various parts of our brain electric speed, and most of those internal mental processors are developed to cut down the incoming information

First, it’s not a paradox. A paradox goes something like this: {X|x = ~x} That’s not what Fermi is proposing.
If you’re not familiar with Fermi’s paradox, here’s Wikipedia’s summation:
“The Fermi paradox is a conflict between the argument that scale and probability seem to favor intelligent life being common in the universe, and the total lack of evidence of intelligent life having ever arisen anywhere other than on Earth.”
I think it’s time to put the Fermi paradox to rest.

It strikes me, thinking about the Titans, that the ancient Greeks assigned, not timeless attributes to their gods, but those attributes they considered most worthy. Light figures largely, as does water, but it is the mind that seems to be equivalent to these,