A world of words awaits between the pages of experiments,
clean and pristine, unsullied by the sordid details of actual flesh and blood, meat and bone, lipstick and powder. You could get lost in there. There’s everything you need: love, war, mystery, drama, and climax, but without all the mess. Modern kids are missing the boat with their video games and its two-dimensional charms. Those are just caricatures of the real thing. Words are pure code; the virtual world can’t compete. Words are life’s shorthand, a shortcut to fulfillment. If you can just get it down on paper, then you hardly have to deal with the real world. Words are mathematical entities, machine language, numbers in disguise, magic formulas disguised as common graffiti.