Black Lanterns Wail: RIP Ray Bradbury


Ray Bradbury. August 22, 1920 – June 5, 2012

When I write as well as Ray Bradbury, I’ll have something to say…

I’m being ironic. Don’t interrupt a man in the midst of being ironic, it’s not polite.

While our art cannot, as we wish it could, save us from wars, privation, envy, greed, old age, or death, it can revitalize us amidst it all.

We must move into the universe. Mankind must save itself. We must escape the danger of war and politics. We must become astronauts and go out into the universe and discover the God in ourselves.

Recreate the world in your own image and make it better for your having been here.

People ask me to predict the future, when all I want to do is prevent it. Better yet, build it. Predicting the future is much too easy, anyway. You look at the people around you, the street you stand on, the visible air you breathe, and predict more of the same. To hell with more. I want better.

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