Geraint F. Lewis

A vast hall with a thousand doors, and only one leads to the stars. The rest are locked, and the keys aren't just hidden: they're wrapped in other keys and tangled into a knot. That's the Great Filter in a new reading: not a chain of failures but a tangled hierarchy where each step depends on the previous one nonlinearly.

A candle flame in a draft dances: now it flares up, now it almost goes out. Quasars behave much the same way — supermassive black holes in the centers of distant galaxies, surrounded by a scorching disk of infalling matter. Only they flicker not over seconds, but over months and years.