Subject: Dunno.
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Posted on: 2016-03-12 00:37:00 UTC

My dreams are ever so small. "If you have a garden and a library," said Cicero, "you have all you need." I don't dream of going to Mars; I dream of sitting in the garden with the girl I love and drinking tea. I'll never be able to see everything earth has to offer in my lifetime; why should I dream of whole new worlds? I barely even understand how my own head works, so why should I be frustrated about the way the human race goes — isn't that too big a thing to be frustrated about? I don't need spaceships and Thunderbirds and AIs; I have philosophy and stories and people. And a dash of foul-mouthed Roman poetry.
-Des, feeling rustic

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