sometimes it’s lonely at the edge of tomorrow.

being willing to fail gloriously and learn from the wreckage seems to be the prerogative of youth. or is that what they want us to believe?

slipping through the portal of silience on my way to my raw, unfilitered self.

back from a trip to wales this weekend, managed not to get snowed in!

and relax...

we are co-creators in a feedback loop of language and thought

it has taken me a while to settle into my skin today...still not there, but maybe lunch will put things right.

oh my goodness...a blog post i wrote 18 years ago just resurfaced! if i didn't feel old before, i do now! https://www.soulcruzer.com/2007/03

getting my pump on!

let's go 20 minutes into the future...if you know, you know.

new year, new blog design...this one is much more aligned with the indieweb ideals

computer wearables...the gateway drug to becoming 'soft' cyborgs.

i'm putting this out there: i'm a self-declared cyborg!

how can we truly make 2025 different from 2024 when so much of our social programming runs on a rinse-and-repeat cycle?

hypertextuality is not just a technical feature, it's a philosophy of connection.

i'm rather enjoying crimbo limbo

tomorrow I find out if I've been naughty or nice! I think I know, but I have to wait and see what saint Nic has to say.

i have a lot to do before christmas. i can't believe how fast this year has gone. but then agian i probably say that every year.

'go play' feels almost subversive in a culture that equates seriousness with productivity.

feeling power full again.