How do you manage screen time for yourself?
Keep moving. One can’t be zombified by the machine when one is swimming, running, or otherwise getting a move on.
How do you manage screen time for yourself?
Keep moving. One can’t be zombified by the machine when one is swimming, running, or otherwise getting a move on.


Do you need time?
I suppose I do. Without it, instead of life being one thing after the other, it would be everything all at once. The latter seems chaotic. But maybe one could get used to being timeless. I have no basis for comparison. I’ve always been just in time. Come to think of it, it would be nice not to have to conjugate verbs.

massive hives
hang from high branches;
no bees in sight.



What will your life be like in three years?
I have no idea. That’s the beauty of life, and the curse of living during period in which technology will soon grow completely beyond our control. Life might be an ever-better version of what it is now, or I might be living in a cave trying to stay out of the way of the war between Skynet and our would-be Alien overlords. Or I might be farming in a world that has EMP’d itself back to the Stone Age to avoid being overtaken by technology. Nothing is certain but that change will come.

river reflections
tell a tale of still water.
They lie!
Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate.
National Slap an Idiotic Billionaire Day. A day during which anyone can open-hand slap any billionaire who says anything radically divorced from reality or which – despite all necessary resources to self-educate – shows a woeful lack of understanding of how the world works. (Doing so without repercussion, provided one uses only the force generated by one’s own musculature.)
It’s not that I’m anti-billionaire, but I have noticed a striking number of people who’ve amassed tremendous sums of money but who couldn’t pass sophomore economics without a daddy buying a library.


