In which I start with the denial of my own existence, and then end with the denial that the rest of the universe exists anyway. Or sort of. Continue reading →

In which I am looking at coincidences and wondering how they might be more deliberate. Continue reading →

In which I am concerned at brain capacity, and how it might be restored. Continue reading →

In which I find my mind wandering back to a time when I started writing about something my mind was wandering back to... Continue reading →

In which I feel like looking back on my life, but find that today just wasn't that interesting... Continue reading →

In which I talk about admiring and examining the ideal, while my audio was anything but. Continue reading →

In which I take my time, and tell you a simple indulgent recipe from my youth. Continue reading →

In which I find myself struggling to find the time to complain about struggling to find the time. Continue reading →

In which I a) discuss my love of linearizing practices; b) get distracted by a general category of externalization, and c) consider what I'm doing with my life*. (*The last one may be silent.) Continue reading →

In which I conjure up the image of the place I go to in my mind, that sort of secret seller, a purveyor of possibly incomprehensible sound. Continue reading →