I have seen many complex issues solved via simplicity. Let’s say you are distributing widgets, and you need to build them. A simple way of doing this is to simply hire someone to build them. Though even this statement hides something rather complex beneath it. What is a widget? How complex is the widget itself? Things like the assembly line helped address this problem. The single worker could focus on one simple part of a

Do you know how many different kinds of alien sightings there are? There are cigars, triangles, crosses, tic-tacs, balls of light, abductions, visitations, teardrops, cylinders, diamonds, discs, ovals, dumbbells, and many others. According to someone who is either blowing a whistle or currently waving their arms about screaming “look over here,” visitors from another planet are indeed here, and we don’t know what they want. What a surprise. I have been asked what it means

I decided to read Snow Crash because it’s the book that inspired Zuck’s term ‘Metaverse’. I thought it would be intriguing to read a book whose concepts prompted a billionaire to rename his company. Snow Crash largely centers around a virus whose name is the title of the book and the conspiracy that surrounds it. The virus is not your typical virus because it can, through direct physical infection, open up the gateway for an

I have made art and dabbled for a long time. Never really tried to be famous or anything along that line but more or less sought to have some fun and explore ideas. I am also a Christian and this drop of truth that forms the kernel of my being, influencing and altering everything I do. I often wonder about the work that I like to make and if it is truly God-glorifying. I suppose

Bob walked in looking more disheveled than usual. He cautiously poured himself a coffee instability was all over him. “Have a rough night?” I ask. I know he did. We can all see it on him crawling over him. We have all been there and know what happened, the entire office does. We ask to be polite at least they had not taken that from us yet. Bob sat down and looked me right into

Sleep can be like a hole that you are shoved down into. Some sleep feels like rest that leaves you refreshed while others is a craggy womb whose end is like the opening of a clamshell leaving your soft exposed interior ready for the day but still soft and very exposed. The day washes over you and though it is still dark out and a tennis court calls your son to it though he is

I settled in pressing my tired body against the cool leather padded with the shapes of loved ones. The chair accepted and bestowed its gift of rest. It had been a rough day full of shining examples of human frailty and finitude. I had been asked about time frames. What does anyone expect from a question about time frames? “How long will it take?” Person A asks. Person B thinks for a moment, about what?