Starting from zero

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The past, nonexistent,

The future, unmoored from reality and irreality,

What will be, will be right now extending into the present,

Forever trapped in the concept of nothingness,

Ascending into a good day,

Descending into the good night.

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A state of cheerful refresh

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Like a stack of LEGO’s, we build ourselves up to tear ourselves down.

Each day starts anew, despite all the heavy baggage from yesterday’s travails.

There is no need for an internal wizard to make perfect the day ahead.

Ever-present, we must remain flexible and excited about what the future brings.

It is our responsibility to live and let go, just as light mirrors the shape of windows.

We cheer for nature’s perpetual refresh as if it’s our own.

“It is difficult to find happiness within oneself, but it is impossible to find it anywhere else.”

Arthur Schopenhauer

A window into perception 🚗

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Outside the windows, where I focus my attention on an overstretched street light backed by a series of palm trees, bicyclists brushing past the American flag on LA’s 405, with vehicles that match camouflage into their immediate surroundings.

Through the lens of a window were sights too commanding, mirroring objects with my third eye.



Have an exaggerated sense of curiosity

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We’re all fake artists, winging it to chase our dreams while simultaneously masking our vulnerabilities.

It isn’t a thorny question of attribution. We all steal ideas from each other and recast them as our own.


But having an exaggerated sense of curiosity pays off. The cash value of policing thoughts means that we can better sew the past, present, and the future altogether.

We are one, in mind and spirit. The only drawback is fabricating the best self that meets the lofty ambitions of others.

Nothing is fake if the desire is real. All we can do is float into the canvass of our dreams.

‘Learn to do everything lightly’

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We can do whatever we want. The problem is that we often wait to be told what to do. The inertia of indecision makes us better doers than deciders.

It is not the thinker nor the thought that wants control. It is the novelty that comes from trial and error, the individual pursuit of constant motion to ride out the sea of change.

Do first, learn later. As Aldous Huxley wrote in Island:

As Aldous Huxley wrote in Island:

It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly.

Grasping artistic thought 

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Art makes sense of and confounds everyday objects. The dislocation between reality and artist interpretation brings interestingness to a work.

The viewer chews on a piece, trying to get into an artist’s mind that’s still evolving and exploring different ways. Both maker and fan dig through their inner space to tie their thoughts for an object together.

What starts out as a personal project gets validated as a social one. Art is a chance to be a little more understood. But it is not finite; rather it’s a perpetual experiment in altering the tones.

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Streams as anti-structure 🏞️

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The structure of a stream lies within its anti-structure, the unpredictable and chaotic movement of its flow; fresh water slithering over rocks, persisting downward all the way into the mouth of the river.

Streams can only perform their function if nature permits such fluidity, the human renter backs off, and it swims unimpeded; flexing a dynamic energy so essential to the information Earth collects.

Seen and heard 🔉

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Pedestrians at the corner

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At the corner,
Patiently waiting,
At least trying to,
Fidgeting instead,
Generation thumbs pecking at the phone,
A passing bus emits CO2 into the air,
We breathe in street dust,
Overtaken by wafting the delivery man’s pizza,


Staring at the other side,
Eavesdropping on each other’s chatter,
The newcomers give the placebo button another pinch,
A living signal turns white,
Twenty seconds to cross,
The clock ticks,
We all go together,
Dog trotting to safety,

One minute united at the corners,
Signalling styles,
Anonymous the next,
Walkers dignified as pedestrians,
Jealous of those who stayed behind.

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How about them apples?


They’re always there, surrounded by the good-looking ones. But we can’t always spot them.

Rotten apples wind up in our shopping cart not because we didn’t eyeball them but because we assume they’re just as fresh as the rest of them. Probability is in our favor.

Grocery shopping is a picker’s chance. But it is not worth scrutinizing every choice; most apples are good. Suspicion is not worth clinging onto in an unlikely game of chance.

Humans vote with expectation. The chorus of decision-making is already loud enough.