imagine with me a dark, vast sea
on a moonless night
glassy ink as far as the eye can see
bobbing far away, a flicker
a single candle
defying the night with fierce resolve
on that candle, a flea
taking refuge and warmth
that ocean is the universe
that candle is our solar system
that flea is Earth
and a single molecule of the flea’s hair is you
but the biggest dreamers
In Western ideology we think of ourselves as isolated individuals. Me-me-me. What do I want? What is best for me? How can I get ahead? How do I get what they/she/he has? How can I make the most money? This underpins pretty much every aspect of our society. It warps our perspective of the world and drives decision-making that optimizes for the few, the “in group”, that subscribes to our particular circle of influence.
Locally, this might not be such a big deal. I’m just one person, right? My decisions don’t necessary matter all that much… except they do. Society…
I’m writing today to call for enforcement of mask-wearing amongst the various police forces of the State of Massachusetts. Over the course of this pandemic, I have seen countless examples of flagrant disregard when it comes to recommended safety practices at both the state and federal level.
It is widely accepted that wearing a mask dramatically reduces the chance of transmission of COVID-19 yet, every single time I’ve seen a police officer in public the last several months, they have not been wearing face coverings. …
I reach out into the dark
Searching for life and fire
Livegivers in the void
Stars twinkle distantly
Their rays remind but do not comfort
Too far away to warm
It’s dense here
Waiting to be transformed
I’m writing this during the COVID-19 quarantine because it seems like a good time as any to reflect back on the past year and how much it changed my life in ways I could never predict.
Trigger warning: this is graphic and I’m not going to pull any punches telling what happened. My goal with this is to help anyone going through a similar situation not make the same mistakes I did and ensure they get treated as swiftly as possible. Also, to let anyone similarly suffering know they’re not alone.
April-May 2019: I was living in Austin, TX, working…
One question I see on Twitter and such often is why a developer should choose styled-components over other CSS-in-JS libraries (and other forms of CSS in general.) Here are some of my thoughts in condensed form:
You can choose exactly how you want to write styles, we don’t encourage or enforce any particular syntax. Want to write normal looking CSS? Sweet. Want to write style objects that look like DOM JS inline styles? Right on.
We’ve got your back and will apply the relevant vendor prefixes, etc. All we care about is making it as easy as possible to write…
To wash away that which did not serve you. Firm, warm arms around you. Reassuring. Robust. Caramelly.
To remind you that good times are ahead, too. Never forget your favorite things and don’t worry about leaning on them when you need to. Notes of citrus, vanilla.
To dance across your tastebuds and smooth the palate. Life is as bitter as you allow it to be — light can always be found when you look for it. A hint of almond sweetness.
3 dashes lavender bitters
To invite tranquility into this moment. Stop and smell…
My eyes tingle, a subtle burn
A faux moon glowing in the corner
Warm, maybe a bit too warm… but don’t want to take off my shorts
It’s howling outside
Standing in the hot shower, I open the window and instantly... beautiful, cool mist enveloping my skin
I water my plants and they creak in thanks — but it’s I who should thank them for keeping me company
Cleaning the air little by little
Time to sleep, to chase the hallway with doors
I’ll find it someday
Poetry, tech, other pursuits. 🏳️🌈