As a side effect of Eric ‘papa, don’t bend for the soap!’ Hovind, son of convicted felon Kent, attempting to troll PZ Myers blog a couple of days ago, I stumbled across this rather well written post –
Your consciousness shares itself only with void, but that doesn’t stop you; you know that the void is inherently unstable and that it is only a matter of time before something—the specific something you need—comes to be. After the mild inconvenience of an uncountable age passes, your quarry arrives. A perfect, improbable, inevitable singularity. You nudge it with your will, and it convulses, radiating outward in wavering, uneven bands of hydrogen, just as you knew it would.
– it’s all good stuff, and you should go and read it right away.