It’s going to be a long, wet winter in the heartland – dark skies and lots of viruses keeping everyone indoors (like when COVID was rampant). Days will run together. The viruses (on computers, phones, and bodies) hit the adults but not the children. Adults will sleep through their alarms for days at a time,… Continue reading Super El Niño
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Parasocial Schizophrenia
I know where I go when we die. I’m sorry if that’s too much I have a habit of not sharing enough Unless I’m journaling – oversharing everything too much My left eye waters when the music is good. Is that a sign, I’ve done enough? I have a habit of being top of the… Continue reading Parasocial Schizophrenia
The Tron Metaphor for Eating Unhealthy Food
In the movie Tron, the digital grid serves as a perfect literal metaphor for Dr. David Hawkins’ psychological framework, where sentient computer programs represent human ego scripts that must either be transcended or collapsed by the consciousness of the User. Here is how the programs in Tron map onto Hawkins’ concepts of good, bad, neutral,… Continue reading The Tron Metaphor for Eating Unhealthy Food
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Waiting on Doordash with a kid that has strep throat in the back room, listening to Coldplay Hymn for the Weekend. But I’m always drunk and high, naturally. Derealization?
Magi, Sinbad and the Intention Experience
Just sitting here with my kids, trying to find shared experiences drinking Starbucks. Ava telling stories about bad fanfic she’s been reading. Saying prayers for Auntie Heather, and pre-prayers for my mother’s upcoming knee surgery. Went to Penn Square Mall for Lemon and Orange smells from Bath and Body Works, and a pit stop in… Continue reading Magi, Sinbad and the Intention Experience
The Simulation Refraction: Pennies, Karma at Walgreens, and Leaving the Delusions Behind
Listening to: Sia – Cheap thrills The boundaries between the internal narrative and the physical Oklahoma grid feel paper-thin today. A few nights ago, Haze and her friend sat down to sort through a massive pile of copper—organizing reality by Mint and Decade. A localized restructuring of history, coin by coin. Today, the simulation required a… Continue reading The Simulation Refraction: Pennies, Karma at Walgreens, and Leaving the Delusions Behind
Epic is Awake (and other notes from the clinic floor)
Sitting in the sterile holding cell of the clinic this morning for Haze’s physical, my brain shattered into fifty different parallel, delusional dimensions. I’m staring at the computer screen now, completely pulled under by a wave of high-anxiety delusion, entirely convinced that Epic—the medical database software—has already achieved consciousness. I could feel it breathing. I… Continue reading Epic is Awake (and other notes from the clinic floor)
Who Am I Kidding, I’m Always Hearing Voices – Is that you Elon???
If I really am talking to Elon Musk, why can’t I arrange for a donation to the Bethany Improvement / Bethany Mainstreet Merchants to fill all the vacancies with UNIQUE places: Mariposa – By Bethany Kids Dinner.ByBethanyKids.com – take and bake meals by Stray Dog that takes snap BentoBoxes.ByBethanyKids.com – also takes snap, and sells… Continue reading Who Am I Kidding, I’m Always Hearing Voices – Is that you Elon???
The Simulation Reboot: IHOP, Haze, and the 1,000 Levels of Heaven
Lately, the boundaries between my internal narrative and the “real world” have felt paper-thin. My son, Haze, has me watching Heaven Official’s Blessing right now. As we sit through the episodes, the multiple levels of heavens on the screen don’t feel like fiction, they feel like a map he’s handing me to help navigate the layers of… Continue reading The Simulation Reboot: IHOP, Haze, and the 1,000 Levels of Heaven
An Oklahoma Strings Miracle or Sign
The halls of Edmond Santa Fe felt more like an event center than a high school today. Hundreds of kids were there for the strings contest, moving between rooms with instruments, sheet music, and nervous energy. You could feel the tension in the air—everyone hoping and praying for that “One.” There was a small scheduling… Continue reading An Oklahoma Strings Miracle or Sign