Author Archives: John

The Wider, More Ignorant World

Your words can live forever cast out in the virtual plane. They truly are immortal now, and the internet’s to blame. No matter your intentions or the crowd you thought to reach, your thoughts will be interpreted and stretched until … Continue reading

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The Whole Everything

There is no plan of study, no readiness assessment, no work at tilling fertile soil in preparation for it; enlightenment just happens, like a sudden strike of lightning. There’s no way to see it coming, nor a warning bell that … Continue reading

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Dividing Up the Blame

There is no religion for the whole of “god”, just some small and all-too-human scraps. We are not equipped to know the universe, nor much more than we hold in our laps. There is nothing that is end-all, be-all that … Continue reading

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The Presence of Today

We either seek to view the world today through some past generation’s worn and tired lens, or try to filter what is past and gone with some new, modern sensibility. In either case, the picture loses sense; we only see … Continue reading

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Go Ask Alice

Do without doing, make something from nothing; recycle, repurpose, revise on and conquer. Gather resources, interpret instructions; imagine assembly as other-directed. Practice inclusion, leave nothing untended; let symmetry guide you off-balance at times. Do, or do not do, remake while … Continue reading

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Don’t Preach Me

Don’t preach me religion like there’s something you can prove; being good at treading water doesn’t mean you can move. Don’t preach me politics from the safety of the status quo; saying that you understand doesn’t mean that you know. … Continue reading

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Does Somebody Win?

Doesn’t seem to make much sense at all; win or lose don’t matter in the end. It’s a race that seems too close to call; finish line’s just up around the bend. Doesn’t seem to change much day to day; … Continue reading

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