We are born into a world. The great movie announcer of the 1990s used to say "in a world "* and that is quite relatable to us all, because at this moment * we are all on this planet. Our minds may seem elsewhere * but no, they're actually here. I don't believe any of us specifically asked to be born. This is the complaint of many children and teenagers when arguing with their parents * and they are correct. They didn't ask to be here. I didn't ask to be here. And yet, here I am * talking into my iPhone. Nobody else is doing it. It's me. I'm really here. You're reading this * and you are really there. These are some of the things that I know to be true. In the course of this book, I will go back-and-forth between things that I know, things that I believe, and things that I suspect may be. I hope to distinguish clearly between them all, but I expect that I will probably fail more often than I will succeed. But I try to keep these things in mind that there's a difference. So: here we are. I am sitting here on September 3, 2015 at 3 PM according to the clock and calendar of my era. You are there. Where are you? I have no idea. When are you? I have no idea. I suspect you are somewhere in the future from this point, and I suspect you're not sitting in the exact same chair that I am sitting in right now. These things I can be rather certain of. There's a phone in my left hand * it is cradled by my pinky. This phone is attached to my computer, as it has little power in its battery and it is currently being charged by my computer which is also sitting in front of me. These amazing facts are in front of me every day. I am here! How can that be? It doesn't make any sense. Yet, here I am. I'm grateful for that as often as possible because I didn't put myself here. Yet, did I put myself in this chair? Did I put the phone in my hand? Did I connect the charger to the computer because the little indicator on the phone said it needed to do that for it? Yes. I chose to do those things. I put myself in the situation that I'm in, based upon the constraint that I had little choice over * which is being born. A strong part of me wants to write about how I feel * how I believe * that other people "should "feel", or believe, or think. It is quite likely that I will do so at many times during this book. But please understand * it is me talking * not as an authority figure over you, but merely as a witness to my own existence and that which is produced by that existence * nothing more need be implied. Yes of course, you may. I can't choose for you what you should think * even if you believe I can. Even if you were under the influence of drugs, alcohol, influenced of your group or subculture * ultimately, within all of those constraints * there is still you. I believe that, because I am sitting here in this chair, talking. I believe you are right you are, in the era that you're in * reading. Even these can be uncertainties * but I have to place my footing somewhere * even if it can be taken away in an instant. What else can I do?