When I Was First Diagnosed

Time And Space Are Finite In Extent, But They Don't Have Any Boundary Or Edge. They Would Be Like The Surface Of The Earth, But With Two More Dimensions.

If We Can Avoid Disaster For The Next Two Centuries, Our Species Should Be Safe As We Spread Into Space. If We Are The Only Intellegent Beings In The Galaxy We Should Make Sure We Survive And Continue. . . . Our Only Chance Of Long-term Survival Is Not To Remain Inward Looking On Planet Earth But To Spread Out Into Space. We Have Made Remarkable Progress In The Last Hundred Years. But If We Want To Continue Beyond The Next Hundred Years, Our Future Is In Space.

The Development Of Full Artificial Intelligence Could Spell The End Of The Human Race.

Thus, In A Sense, We Are All Doomed. Even If We Stay Away From Black Holes

I Want To Encourage Public Interest In Space. I Have Never Let My Condition Stop Me. You Only Live Once.