The Universe Demands to Know What it is

September 24, 2016

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I exploded. I don’t remember anything before that. I was energy. I was matter and energy. I’ve had lots of smaller explosions since, but nothing as big as that first one. And now, here I am, thinking about it. My consciousness isn’t centered in just this one head of mine. I think I have different pieces of the puzzle of what I am in minds scattered all over.

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Wakescape

September 9, 2016

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There’s some kind of leak between my dreams and my so-called reality. It used to be one way, the normal way: bits and pieces of my life show up randomly in dreams. You know, your dog is in your dream, giving you advice, and she’s also your mother. But ever since April 13th, dream-stuff has been appearing in my waking world. For example, as I am writing this, I’m sitting in a café in Vermont, and on the chalk-written menu is raisin-flavored kombucha. Yes, Vermont is full of the hippy probiotic drink kombucha. But nobody really makes raison-flavored kombucha. It’s something I dreamed last night, along with the kombucha-flavored, vegan, raw chocolate cream pie, which I just noticed is also on display here in this café. It makes me wonder what else I’m seeing that I forget I dreamed up.

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Down with Rectangles

November 1, 2014

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Rectangles: I hate rectangles. Rectangular screens, rectangular paper, rectangular books…. Rectangles are everywhere. But they are a singularly unnatural shape. Pentagons, hexagons, spirals, circles all abound in nature. But try to find a rectangular flower, insect hive or tortoise shell pattern. Nature scorns the rectangle. Yet, humans surround themselves with the wretched shape. Rooms are rectangular; chess is cut into squares (yes, it’s a type of rectangle); pillows, towels, beds, treadmills, paper bags, windows, doors, movie screens, televisions, phones… all rectangles.

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The Solenoid

September 7, 2013

With the overwhelmingly absent response to my previous short story post, I can only conclude that the world wants to read more of my fiction. And so, I bring you a 1,000 word story about my dishwasher. Enjoy!

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Flaws in Your “Reality”

November 10, 2009

Do you ever look out at the world and think, “How could it be that any effectively generated formal theory in which all arithmetic truths can be proved is inconsistent”? Or, “That is one hokey looking tree; no way that is real…. They could have put a little more time into that one, jeesh!”

I call that questionable reality realiquanto, a combination of “reality” and “aliquanto,” which is Latin for “somewhat.”

A lot of what we see we take for granted without having the slightest idea of how it works. The rest of what we see we take for granted believing that we understand it, when in realiquanto we have only a rudimentary understanding of its true nature.

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