Did I just fall prey to assuming that generalism and specialism actually exist? In math, we have to prove that something exists before we undertake a quest in search of it. Maybe we’re all far more generalist than we think…

I wrote this article ages ago but I still think about it. https://vente.medium.com/21c00e3bea4c

That firetruck you saw on your way home at night

Words are far too weak for their own good. “Firetruck” is an absurd understatement. It’s missing the part where this “vehicle” is a lumbering beast and you wouldn’t dare step out in front of it. If it’s on a mission, you’re collateral damage. Even with the sirens off, you feel that warm diesel heart pumping torque relentlessly into that crankshaft. You’re across the street and yet you feel it all the same. That low-frequency pumping, perforating the quiet of the night. You can’t tell if you’re feeling it through the ground or the air or both. Maybe you’re feeling it through your body, the sheer magnitude of it rendering your entire body into mere ossicles. And when you step away, you’re left wondering about this war machine of a thing, a hero nonetheless.

Get full access to worldbuilding empath, by eigenblake at empath.substack.com/subscribe