flying

I'm learning how to fly because I'm ready to die

>  Search an engine for animals and you know you're back to the basics. It's just you and your eyeballs and whatever faith they can lend that the engine hasn't been molested by some rabbits.

This is very nicely put. There are many reminders like this, that we live in a mechanical world, that the world is composed of a jumble of faintly organized little chunks, and that they can be rearranged marvelously, startlingly, sometimes by bunnies. 

I hope that your experience of the mechanical world comes from rearranging air molecules and not airplane molecules. 

When is the big day?
