Quivering, wavering inconsistent usernames and passwords. Resets, emails, flashing alerts, advertisements, and phishing scams. Where has my name gone? How far has it run away from my own lips? Dialling ringtones on the background of logistics at the edge of chaos. A loved one, a salesperson. A friend, an unknown…

This is a final upload of writings during my time in hospital for an atypical anaphylactic reaction (fun times). After about a month of treatment, around the end I spent a week in a psychiatric ward to recover on my mental health side of things. …

The following is a fragmentary speculative non-fiction poem I wrote; shortly after a rather intense experience of sheer pain while in hospital. I wasn’t able to take any pain medication due to contraindications and allergies, so I had the luxury of experiencing a very not-21st Century state of consciousness. Minimal…

When Zen sayings both work and fail like ashes in my hands, and when familial and friendly advice gets cast into the wind, by my mistakes; Something stirs inside. Byron, Shelley and even Aeschylus noted something deeply human, which we forgot or forsake. The writing fragment below is something I…

So, I’m applying for the Santa Fe Institute (SFI) Summer School which will occur in June/July this year. SFI has enamoured me with even the sheer prospect of visiting since my first year of university, so I’m rather excited. …

I came across the phrase “Love and Fury” serendipitously in the information blizzard of podcasts which I find myself enamoured in these days. It’s stuck in my mind somehow, by perhaps striking at a rather profound felt sense of emotional accuracy. If I observe my peers, there’s much apathy, anger…

I write to you, dear reader, in the grips of confusion, anguish and despair. Not just for the physical world, but also for the state of our public discourse. …

Sometimes I get a spark inside of me, an unbelievable urge to just write something, anything. Occasionally I’ll have a distinct topic in mind. More often than not though, especially over the last few months, this urge has been unaccompanied by any particular ideas of what exactly to write about…