Category: Blog
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Astral
When I became aware that I was conscious, I looked around and saw that all around me was a turbulence, a rushing; and it was made of stars and men. The turbulence made a sound. It was like the roaring of a thousand oceans, louder than ears could ever hear. I was floating and I was…
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Fruit
I’m sitting on my balcony on a warm afternoon. I bought this table and chairs a few weeks ago but this is the first chance I’ve had to use it. It’s ironic because this is probably the last time I’ll use them. To me they were a symbol of a future I wanted to create.…
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Commodification
I see a future not so far away. We want to build cities faster and farther; in space, on the moon. We need resources. We turn to machines to fabricate and construct. The world of men is made up of downloaded buildings constructed by generic self-replicating robots. We start to see memes in form and…
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Frontiers
Years ago, I was working in a busy cafe with a man around 30 years old. We were talking about something involving math; he had been an engineering major who lost interest after he graduated and ended up slanging lattes for minimum wage with yours truly. We were talking about a simple problem but neither…
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The Boy in the Forest
I walked through the forest with another boy from my tribe. We were looking for food and drink but mostly we hoped for adventure. We never expected to find a new friend among the trees. He was smiling when he greeted us and we talked for a while about the things we’d seen and done,…
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I’ve been waiting a long time for a story that would let me express a specific, complex idea. I’ve tried writing it out more times than I can count. But it never quite worked. I want to explain briefly what I mean. I try to blog only with the intention of eliciting a specific emotional reaction or…
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Circles
I close my eyes and I’m somewhere else. I’m sitting by a camp fire deep in the woods. All around me is a circle made up of people. Not just people, but monsters and demons. They’re all dancing as the circle goes round. I feel safe. I know all these souls. I’ve faced them and…
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Big-Sky Special
A few years ago I was working in a quiet cafe full of retirees sipping coffee, and students quietly studying; when a man walked in who looked entirely out of place. He was clearly homeless. He had no shirt, no shoes. He was very dirty and smelled terrible. Everyone stared as he walked up to…
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Change
I’m sitting under old flourescent lights in a lobby that smells of decades of clorox and fresh paint. The hum of the hvac gently rattles the vents high above while soft couches meet hard, sterile tile. There’s something eerie and noir about the moments just before sunrise, especially in places like this. The cold concrete…
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You’ll Be Washing My Windshield Someday
In highschol, when bullied, everyone said “I don’t care what you say or do, you’ll be washing my windshield someday.” Well here I am working in the busiest cafe in the state, helping homeless people who I went to middleschool and highschool with, and I find myself emotionally moved to tears when a random person…