The Fractal Prince

If reality is not what you want it to be, change it.

I’m not much of a chess player, but there is an aspect of the game that I find fascinating. After a while, you can almost see lines of force between the pieces. Areas of danger where it is physically impossible to move pieces into. Clouds of possibility, forbidden zones.

Being who you are for ever is the price you pay for im­mor­tal­ity.

Live on berries in a hollowed-out comet lit by artificial suns long enough, and you start to have delusions about achieving enlightenment.

«Per­ho­nen is not here any­more,» it says, with a voice made of wings and whis­pers.

It feels like trying to juggle eight-side Rubik’s cubes while trying to solve them at the same time. And every time I drop one, God kills a billion kittens.

Jinni and lost jannahs are less to him than dust.

In the last hour, I have been offered immortality eight thousand times, the ship says. I hate negotiating with vasilevs.

The Universe that the quantum gods made is cruel and random.

If reality is not what you want it to be, change it. You should not accept anything blindly, not death, not immortality.

there is enough bandwidth here to fry an unprotected human many times over. A

True stories do not always end,’ Sumanguru

You found the memories. But there was another you who tried to take them. So you trapped him in a prison, and only got out with a box with a god in it. And a memory that said that you needed to go to Earth.

There is such sadness in his human eye that Tawaddud almost tells him the truth: that he should never marry a girl who loves only monsters. Then

There is no point in being upset if you are not prepared to do something about it.

But there is no death in the City of the Dead.