A creature with a thousand arms and eyes, making love with itself and reaching back as far as creation and forward to the very end of time.

:: Douglas Rushkoff - Weblog :: Old School

Evolution was no longer competition, it was a team sport. Fueled by music, chemicals, motion, and, most of all, empathy. We were navigating a course through hyperspace to the attractor at the end of history.

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