"It is preoccupation with possessions, more than anything else, that prevents us from living freely and nobly"

^Bertrand Russell


There is no predicting the future. And no I never would have imagined that each morning at 8:05, just after the coffee's ready, I would walk into my boss's office and we'd discuss science and philosophy and the failure of our political system. Some tenuous understanding between the two of us that everything we do in life is one further stab at understanding it and one fleeting effort and enjoying it.

We discussed the multiverse theory of existence this morning, complicated by the theories being posited currently that the universe is in a sense biological. That is, it replicates and evolves. That there must be a near infinite quantity of differing universes all competing for fitness as it were. Some dying on the vine because their unique physical laws prohibit expansion. Ours unfolding like a flower, a universe of light and energy and experience. How lucky we are.

The point, though, is that we should be careful of cynicism. I went into this job anticipating a cliched corporate existence. Meetings and cubicles and Microsoft Outlook; and it is that, no doubt. But at the same time I've found a place where value life over profit and at least some of them are good for stimulating conversation.