I’m tired of people saying ‘the new normal.’ It’s the kind of thing people say when they feel the need to fill an awkward pause in conversation. Supply a platitude we can all agree on because we’ve heard it a million times. A saying that has lost all connection to any underlying thought process. Words to be blurted out because they somehow connect us to a perceived shared reality Continue reading Volume VIII – September 2020
The Stapleton family always took pride in planning their annual vacation. Dad would spread a map across the kitchen table, mom would serve the kids their favorite ice cream, and together they’d fantasize about all of the places they could visit. The kids would usually start with far and exotic places, forcing mom to rein them in, narrowing the search to a more manageable radius of a few hundred miles. Continue reading Volume VII – March 2020
It’s January, the time when we let out a collective sigh, reflect on our failures and missed opportunities of the past year, then make plans to do and be better. The time when we develop visions of unreachable grandeur and set goals we don’t intend to keep. Make a million promises to ourselves to meet … Continue reading Volume VI – January 2020
What is it really like to be alone, if only for a minute? No expectations and no pretense. Alone to be your natural self, out of reach of any gaze, calm and relaxed. Think about those moments in the third person. See yourself watching television, checking your phone every few minutes, a blank stare, a … Continue reading Volume V – November 2019
Yesterday I was standing in line at a local coffee shop. A couple stood in front of me and chatted about the menu. A few people sat and huddled over textbooks and laptops, out in public but hiding their screens from wandering eyes. A group breezed through the door. One person stopped and studied the … Continue reading Volume IV – September 2019
The television emits a light that bathes them in blue. Eyes fixed, brain captive, conscious to their surroundings but just barely. Adrift in the digital fog. Scenes connecting to memory fragments, memories vacillating in place – forward then back, back then forward, and over again in moments outside time. Visceral reactions to formulaic stimuli, the … Continue reading Volume III – July 2019
One day I may know someone who knows someone who also knows someone else, which will give me just the right connection I need to get what I want. To get to that level I first need to make as many superficial connections as possible. The group of people standing only two or three degrees … Continue reading Volume II – May 2019
Fellow hacks, cranks, hucksters, imposters, and charlatans rejoice for this is our moment. No, it’s more than a moment. It’s our time, our era, our future. Our conquest of reality. Continue reading Volume I – March 2019
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