Ivory Orbit

That we live in a world of multiple, concurrent realities is not a secret; but it is a truly alien universe one must occupy to have words and phrases like ‘business model’ and ‘user experience’ supplant basic ideas of human dignity. To have the words ‘gig economy’ fall out of your mouth, to have your […]

The Right to Dream

The freedom of being a child is the freedom to wonder. The freedom to passively explore. Freedom from demand, freedom from labor. The freedom of being a child is freedom in essence. There’s no greater feeling, no more crystalline a form of clarity. No one has tried yet to impose upon us a system or […]

Built-in Obsolescence

I want you to imagine a world in which you do not go to work. Work comes to you. Purchasing, buying, selling, manufacturing, everything, comes to you. You don’t come into the office, but take the office with you and leave it wherever you choose to leave it. There are no sprawling corporate headquarters, no […]

Inception Self-Deception

There’s something I used to be a big proponent of and have only just started getting back into (in terms of writing): ambient music. And I don’t mean some Brian Eno tracks or the OST to Elder Scrolls, which for a long time have been my usual auditory watering holes. Those are still my go-to’s […]

Update 02: Newer, Broader Horizons…

…without having moved that far. I took a few steps and looked in the other direction. That is to say, I’ve made some changes. I recently moved for the third time in two years and not because I’m insane, I assure you. If you remember in my last update, the last place wasn’t exactly the […]

Records in the Dark over Market and Park

My Anarchist Pollyanna My girl too far, too near For whom I And she Was born too little And too late Like ships passing Not in the night, but Along shoals of years Across shoulders of giants Searching for rainbows Bridging the gulf And everything in between   Random futures are spake In the grooves […]

Ruin

Small things Sing Small things Dance Little lights Wrapped around Big trees   We are climbers Across outlasted ruins But the Ruins Not their builders Not their Ruiners Well the Ruins They’re still There   What does that say? We put it up To ruins? Is that all we can hope for? To be ruins […]

Update 01: What A Lovely Day

So two nervous breaks later, I’m back in the action. Posting has been slow on here the past couple weeks. Creativity and fun in general has been slow the past couple weeks. Work has been an energy parasite and writing while living next door to a non-functioning alcoholic is an interesting process. But I’m happy […]