This is one of the coolest things I've read here in some time. This is the kind of insanity I can get behind.

> The rest of us might think we achieve artistic immortality if our work lasts a century or three. Bök blows his nose at such puny ambitions. His work might get deciphered by Fermi aliens who finally make it to our neighborhood a billion years from now. It could be iterating right up until the sun swallows this planet whole.

I got frisson reading this. I may have to read the author's novels, his writing style is compelling.