Reuven Chaim Moshe Ben Moshe Chaim Reuven stared out the pod bay window. Another distant planet disappeared out of view, and he let out a sigh. His ship, the Nebuchadnezzar, stabilized and went into hyperdrive. Shabbos was coming, he thought.
What are you keeping inside?
Nature is lovely as long as it's not too nature-y. Sukkot seems in harmony with that notion.
Potential experiments are everywhere, but I'm afraid.
In a world seemingly absent of Soul, what’s the point of Peoplehood, anyway?
The price we pay when we look the other way.