If there is nothing between any two given bodies in space, then what is it that holds the two bodies apart? If there is nothing to separate me from you, then why should we ever live our lives as two? The emptiness that warrants the illusion of distance must not be real, therefore: Distance is… Read More
Attendant, you seek to exit this reality for one where nothing exists. In effect, you seek your own death, and now you’re angry with me for offering the very thing you cannot bring yourself to admit you want. If you want things to change, maybe first acknowledge this fact. Try being real with me now. More so, try being real with yourself. Why are you here? Read More
I wish the calms before the storms would last a little longer. Who am I kidding? I wish such moments would last forever. Spending time in public, for me, has become a double-edged sword. I never know what I’m going to experience: one of those lovely calms I so cherish, or a storm––that feeling of… Read More
This question was originally posted here on Quora.com. How does one go about discovering or defining purpose? My response: That is definitely a tough question hence appropriate for this venue. I will start off by simply saying, regrettably maybe, I don’t know. How do you like that for honesty? Regardless, maybe some discussion can help… Read More
Author’s note: This is the second dialogue of the Advocate Dialogues. The first, The Advocate and the Attendant, need not be read in order to follow this one, however, there are a few minor references to that particular piece. Setting: The near future. A typical office, in a typical office building, in a typical downtown, of any typical… Read More
Who we are in this world isn’t so much determined by what we are as it is by how we are. How are you?
The 737 ripped in half. Or into thirds or fourths, I can’t be sure. Regardless, it came apart at aisle 17, just two rows in front of mine. And now I’m falling. Read More