I’m starting to consider Facebook a marketplace of ideas, where every post in my feed is a vendor trying to sell me on their idea. Thing is, I only have so much change in my pocket. I’m basically broke on attention and concern. And here’s everyone, trying to push their trinkets, amulets, pottery, hammers, and …
Category Archives: Philosophy
Uphill
My life has always been a constant struggle to reconcile that I want desperately to communicate through high art and find my own space on this earth with the finest people on it, versus the mandate that I must wake up at 6:30am and perform the artless needful in order to sponsor my dreams. I …
Follow Sprite
In college, I played “Hexxen” on my friends’ computers (“Hexxen” was technologically between “Doom” and “Duke Nukem 3D”). But, instead of playing the game to win, I would end up wandering around the world and following the various environmental elements, such as the random autumn leaf blowing around, until that graphical sprite no longer existed. …
Paddle
I hate Facebook as much as I hate many aspects of and activities in my life. The first step would be liberating myself from Facebook, but I still need it. You know, just in case I miss something. It’s the same reason why I keep going to the same coffee shop every goddamn day (sometimes …
Requiem for Greg, Who Lived In Excellence
Requiescat In Pace, Greg Reddin, my friend. Greg was my best friend in high school. He took me in when I needed a friend. At the time, I was in a state of floating between groups of acquaintances, without anchor, associating with a group of people who insulted me at every opportunity. I would occasionally look …
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