We end with a few of my favourite endings.

A quick reflection on this whole process, on the cusp of completion.

I guess I was tired and started thinking about the difference between montage and collage??

Here's the statement of aesthetic purpose.

Why washing up is sublime.

Why are so many people realising they voted wrong? And what should we do with them now?

Don’t you know Sunday is meant to be a day of rest?

Arrows

A surreal SF story about a very bad idea.

An analysis of Chad VanGaalen's song, 'Rabid Bits of Time.'

Cleaning my spirit with the power of 'Transformer.'

I’m glued to this Greenland news. It’s troubling and I have such mixed feelings about it. On the one hand, it’s hard to look to the future and believe that it won’t be soaked in blood. On the other hand, I can’t shake the feeling that we need this. Global fascism, imperialism, and authoritarianism is hitting its peak and will soon feel an agonising downfall. And things will suck for decades but I keep hoping that next time we will all be less stupid. Next time, we will stop s

Coffee songs are sad songs.

For the culture!

A little theory about a large world.

A bit of flash fiction about a flash flood; also featuring glass and stalking.

A poem I wrote too quickly.

The generation war did not take place.

Everything has a surface, and every surface has imperfections.

Some days just go on and on for days and days.