Black Space, Dark Matter

Black Space, Dark Matter

February 06, 2020

I allow the same for my soul. Sit in the unshapen, breathless; being. No push to rush away the restless, the flush of alone and feeling of being lost in charcoal soil. According to divine creation, there is pause, quiet, unwind from action.

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Holocene

Holocene

February 04, 2020

The trees are still a vibrant green, hardly a red leaf in sight. It’s hard to think of “loss” in this space so thick with greenery, but there’s no other word for it—loss of the seasons, loss of species that can’t cope with the persisting warmth.

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Dreaming of Predators: Entrepreneurship and Healing Creative Wounds

Dreaming of Predators: Entrepreneurship and Healing Creative Wounds

January 21, 2020

And entrepreneurship is petrifying. Of course my throat is closing. Of course my body is resisting. Of course I wake from nightmares clutching my neck. Vulnerability once meant death.

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In the Beginning was the Beginning: On New Year’s Parties and Boundaried Beginninglessness

In the Beginning was the Beginning: On New Year’s Parties and Boundaried Beginninglessness

December 31, 2019

I’ve been thinking a lot about beginnings, and anyone who thinks a lot about beginnings begins to understand there’s no end to thinking about beginnings. New Year’s is a beginning, and time. So is creation: the first brick of a house, the first step across the threshold of a door.

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