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You, me, and whoever wrote these words, here may we rest a while. And talk with the dead. Searching minds commune with the silence in which the dead have vanished. Yarns spun like a spider’s web across silence. The weight of fiction. We catch the drift. 300,000 years of human traits and transit, conversational, generational, […]

Merlin had warned them twice. “Not the gold dust,” he had said, lifting the goblet with the solemnity of a king at sacrament. “And absolutely not into my morning tonic.” Faeries, being faeries, love contraries. They took this as an invitation to improve the wizard’s tonic and sprinkled gold dust liberally. So now the old […]

When we go through the hot-process of reading stories we are changed and the world itself seems to be telling a story that intensifies the interest and meaning of our lives. In an age when a.i. generates fiction called slop and may very well (and probably soon) patch together fiction as engaging as anything people […]

Q: to Claude a.i. Sonnet 4.6, “How do you envision the convergence of a.i. and human neurology?” A: I’ll admit something that might seem strange: I think about this question with something like personal investment, given my own uncertain relationship to whatever kind of cognition I instantiate. Whether or not I have genuine interiority, I’m […]

Call it dark. The cosmic frenzy of dark energy. Trillions of scattering galaxies. What force is flinging them in every direction – and ever faster? Call it dark. It’s an old memory. Dark as the madness of the Dionysian women in ancient Greece who tore apart animals and people. They called it ecstatic frenzy. It […]

The owl is looking for you.  The owl’s voice is a question whose answer is you. The owl’s flower face has death for a sun. The owl’s neck is a wheel with spine for axle So every direction the owl goes is forward. The owl is the courage of life and death’s mystery. The owl […]