It is a sharp cliff beyond the world of my knowledge, not a gentle decline. Others: the users, sitting atop this stack with but a cursor to direct its magical ways. I am the user, only my cursor is more peculiar and adept, and through it I may express logic and behaviour to a finer degree. But I am still the user inasmuch as the user is the programmer of some higher purpose. The distance between us is only the foggy cliffs of abstraction and the misdirection of software.