There's a machine in Star Trek called the transporter that pulls you apart and puts you back together, exactly the same, in a different location.
I don't believe in this thing called the soul, so I don't understand what makes me so afraid that, if these things were invented, I would never travel in one.
Perhaps some residue of my former x-tian life many years ago.
I don't believe in this thing called the soul, so I don't understand what makes me so afraid that, if these things were invented, I would never travel in one.
Perhaps some residue of my former x-tian life many years ago.