Fenn, not a philosopher, reflects:
"...he remembered the seas of Earth, wind in a sail, waves thunderous, and the thrum of a tiller beneath his hand. When you get right down to the bones of the matter, he thought, the only meaning the universe has comes from whatever is alive." (p. 227)
Well, of course. Only conscious beings can either make one thing mean another or find value in, or bestow value on, anything. But he means something else. Wind, waves and thrumming tiller make him aware that he is actively alive, not passively existent. Such experiences give his life meaning or value. Maybe Fenn is deeper than he looks.
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Kaor, Paul!
And the sense of anger and frustration Fenn often felt would have done its bit to making him more aware of such issues. As was becoming true of many other humans, as discontent with the dominance of the cybercosm continued to spread.
Ad astra! Sean
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