The Times website of the week
'One cannot see the forest for the trees' they say but what if the forest is really only a single tree appearing to us as a group?
How quaint we have the word 'reality'.
What, in the next ten thousand years, are we to do with all the non-human animals?
Great men are petty in great ways.
Just as there are stones we cannot lift without the help of machines so there are philosophical problems whose solution will belong to the machines we build to solve them, not to us; to us the solution will not seem like a solution.
Is it the world or us that is wrong? Perhaps nothing is wrong at all.
The most we may hope for are moments of near perfection.