About Righting the ship.
"The true work of art is but a shadow of the Divine perfection."
"God himself, sir, does not propose to judge man until the end of his days. Why should you and I?"
"I could not become anything: neither bad nor good, neither a scoundrel nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. And now I am eking out my days in my corner, taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything; that only a fool can become something." -Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground
According to Dr. Vaillant’s model of adaptations, the very way we deal with reality is by distorting it—and we do