They Go Up So Fast

What would it mean to make the leap -- in the twinkling of an eye -- from blastocyst to full-grown adult? What would it mean to be "full grown" without development, without experience, without choice, without memory, without the passing of time that we call "life"? In the hands of a thoughtful writer (i.e., not LaHaye or Jenkins) such questions could be the stuff of fascinating storytelling (it's not all that different from the fascination with artificial intelligence in sci-fi). {more...}

[via Slacktivist's Left Behind Archives]