Not Advice

No buts. World is wide enough. We're being watched, aren't we? I hope, sometimes. That some future historian will read all of this and raise me from the dead to have a conversation. Conversation finishes and I'm back in stillness. Thinking slowly about teleology, softly about nihilism, and shamefully about righteousness. 

I build mazes around myself. At the time, they seem reasonable and correct.

non cohesive, Slippery, but dry. I don't know what's happening, or even who I am. There is a fight. In me. I'm not impressed with either option so have decided to remove the opposing forces and simply rule by fiat. 

The ongoing explosion of information will one day be regarded as a sort of big bang origin to what followed: A fully sentient disembodied culture, joined the world and insisted on a place within it.. 

Find ways to keep us in, long term. Cross platform identity is important too. The world has to be there, whether it's a lobby or Victoria Falls.