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  • Extend your hands  and receive everything I have. No holding back, not pushing anything away.  The scars, wrinkles, and calluses on your palms  reflect my elemental gifts smelted in the furnace of your spontaneous creation. These heirlooms are memorialized and revived through every  stroke, grasp, and press, like revenants of a timeless, spaceless wire spiraling [Read more]

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  • I sense my heart constrict inside my own body, as if tightening and flexing against the discomfort would ease the suffocating grip of unreached desires. The rope of desperation ensnares me, and you know I’m claustrophobic. I sever all connections to my reality through never-ending fantasies of what was and what could’ve been. I cry and scream [Read more]

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  • The level of sophistication of artificial intelligence is a measure of humanity’s understanding of consciousness, because, like AI, consciousness is a simulation. We are all in the midst of an experiential learning feed of two universes: the outer universe and the inner universe. As we develop our understanding of our outer world, our understanding of [Read more]

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  • Part I A manifesto of that which calls for my attention to clear a path towards a full-body address… What do I want? What do I need? I need to know what I want, and I want to know what I need. My current circumstances are causing me a great deal of suffering, and I’m [Read more]

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  • Another year has passed. Three-hundred-and-sixty-five days lived and experienced by all surviving humans, animals, plants, fungi, protozoans, and whatever other entities yet unknown to us. Of course, not all organisms who entered 2023 made it to 2024. Some survived days, others months. Some survive for mere moments, transiently passing from one plane to the next. [Read more]

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