I am reminded that there are quite useful bodies of knowledge out there that serve the exact purposes of we ships at sea. I have the good fortune that people are looking out for me, even in my doldrums of doubt and nary progress. One such rescue came in the form of a pointer to an award winning philosopher by the name of Alvin Plantinga. While you and I have been guessing, he has been proving.
In my dreams of avarice, I am in possession of a great mansion. It is all I have ever truly desired. For in this house is a parlor populated by poets, priests and politicians and I let them have at it. Something like my blog in its heyday, I suppose. Yes, I want a salon. I rather guess I ought to go about designing it, neh? All this online scribbling is wonderful but there's no food in it.
Anyway, for the T50 to ever get a chance to have a private audience, which would ultimately be publicized, this ought to be an interesting way to go about it. At any rate, here's this dude. Check him out.