A Sense of Infinite Possibility

Some mornings I wake up stunned by what the human race is on the verge of understanding and doing. Those are the days when I really regret that I’m not immortal.

I’m not interested in the immortality of a Roger Zelazny character and my desire for it has nothing to do with power. It’s more akin to the desire to keep reading a book: I don’t want to die because I want to know what happens next.

And based on the things I stumble upon on a regular basis, the human race is on the cusp of some awesome...