The Point Mag

Not the kind of essay I usually read, and I couldn't produce a train of thought resembling this after a million years of effort. When I read that bit of Tolstoy, I thought that he was pointing out that there is always a possibility of everything falling to pieces for no good reason, a typical Russian novel point. But her interpretation is so different.

I wonder as neuroscience and AI advance if we'll be able to isolate what makes different people see the world so differently, and care more about different aspects of it.