





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.



What are your favorite websites?
I fall down the YouTube rabbit hole more than I’d like to admit.

Summer afternoon:
light plays through the gates, like
glow from a shrine beyond.
