Imagine accidentally becoming a deity to a primitive civilization in a massive Prime Directive clustercuss and the only way to sort of resolve it is by voluntarily getting shot with a compound bow. Happened to my good friend The Picard.

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Jeff Goldblum as Ian Malcolm

This is how they survive. You must know this. You're too smart not to know this. They paint the world full of shadows and then tell their children to stay close to the light. Their light. Their reasons, their judgments. Because in the darkness, there be dragons. But it isn't true. We can prove that it isn't true. In the dark, there is discovery. There is... possibility. There is freedom in the dark once someone has illuminated it. And who has been so close to doing it as we are right now?

I have fallen down the dao rabbit hole again; my first darling rogue Tabris, Keelan and her (eventual) beau, Zev