I grasped the universe-wide concept of Ouroboros at the tender age of about 10 or 11, with the understanding of reality popping into existence and then consuming itself before doing it all again.
Already at that age I understood Mark Twain when he said that he had been dead for millions of years before being born and it didn’t affect him in the least, just as his inevitable passing would not affect him again.
I’m not a fan of the digital monkeys that are being made to replace us all. But it is what it is and I haven’t stood back for any of life’s tests yet.
A piece about the joys of grinding through the mundane to arrive at the extraordinary.
I had whatsapp web open on my desktop computer and my laptop browser when, while on a video call with a close friend, I saw the desktop screens close up on their own and I realised I had just been hacked…
A DIY build-it-for-yourself kind of interactive poem where you and I make some progress and growth together. Nice!
