Settled Dust
byTime passes like that. Snap! It’s gone in an instant, just like that. Snap! I save an email for later and next thing I…
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Life’s Floor Show
byLife is the stage. And “stage” could be defined as both of its definitions. It is a production stage, like the theater. Where a…
Retrofit the World
byThe world would make more sense if we had facts and science that could be sourced and believed. The fact that we need to…
Mourning Stupid, Making a Case for Care
byThese last two weeks I think I have been mourning stupidity. During the COVID-19 plague we now get to see “all of the people”…
The Damnable Hum
byAnd I hear the sounds of silence. That which is not silent at all. The rustle of the trees, dry and crisp in true…
A Legend in my Living Room
byI knew legacy was false when I saw my grandparents die. Their legacies quickly swallowed up by the black hole of their deaths. I…
Coyote Wanderlust
byIt’s 9 pm and no one has Liked my recent photo for the last hour. I’ve been checking. I’m reading a book about coyotes…
Death of Passivity
byI have always loved the ocean because it speaks to life. The ocean is a visual representation of life as I see it. I’ve…
Ancient Thoughts on Net Neutrality from an Original Internet Superstar
byPREFACE I know exactly what Net Neutrality is and the danger of living without it. I understand the difference between websites and ISPs. This…
Dream Dust
byWritten in hypnagogia. Transcribed by phone. To sleep perchance to live. To have all the experiences that daily Waking Life restricts us from. To…