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Jul
23
A car sitting in a parking lot

A Fragment of Grief

Grief becomes rusting. It becomes the car left unattended in a barn somewhere in the cornfields of Illinois. It becomes something you don’t understand, don’t recognize, don’t realize you’ve missed — until it suddenly and powerfully comes back.
7 min read
Oct
19
Chaos

Chaos

Chaos isn’t the enemy, it’s the canvas. What you choose to paint on it is entirely up to you. We are all chaos machines in our own right, processing infinite inputs and somehow creating meaning from the magnificent mess.
4 min read
Jul
17
Image of a sticker of a woman plastered to the wall in a Madrid neighbourhood with the words "Fuck you be happy" stenciled underneath

Fuck You, Be Happy

Technology isn’t amoral. However, it strips the core of who we are, exploiting our creativity, progress, and joie de vivre, all for the sake of artificial exchange, a currency of the elite.
4 min read
Oct
31
Legacy

Legacy

“Legacy.” The word conjures any number of definitions, from grandiose to banal. It’s a chaotic mess of financial instruments,
4 min read
Aug
19
Writing to the Storm

Writing to the Storm

Maybe, just maybe, your hubris got in the way of humility, and family is there to show you how that can be done, without words but with actions.
3 min read