But then, I suppose, that is the thing about the internet. It is just an accumulation of digital information, with no brains and no feelings – just like an IT person, in fact.

Aberystwyth (n.)  A nostalgic yearning which is in itself more pleasant than the thing being yearned for.

Imagine the beautiful things. Aspire to achieve them. Place your intensity how to enjoy  them and why to  enjoy them.

Can anyone alter fate? All of us combined... or one great figure... or someone strategically placed, who happens to be in the right spot. Chance. Accident. And our lives, our world, hanging on it.

Written By Philip K. Dick

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