a self-declared cyborg doing cyborg stuff
The ‘Soulcruzer’ podcast (more of an audioblog, really).
Expect a blend of mysticism and music, psyche and soul, everyday wisdom, and the esoteric. One day, I might be waxing lyrical about Nietzsche’s eternal return, and the next, uncovering the wisdom of the tarot. It’s all up for grabs on this pod.
So, if first-person confessional style podcasts are your jam, subscribe to mine wherever you get your podcasts. I’m on all of the major platforms.
Q: what is it about me that i can’t keep my virtual hands off of creativity, love, mysticism, and misfit ontology?
I’ve recently been exploring my identity as a “rogue postmodern philosopher poet.” It’s an unconventional title, but it feels right, at the moment at least, and it captures the essence of my eclectic interests and nonconformist spirit. This self-designation isn’t just a label; I feel like it embodies my relationship...
The question I’m asking myself is, what am I going to bring to the game of blogging? This isn’t just a casual consideration; it’s a pivotal query that shapes the essence of my daily existence. Without a clear aim, I’m adrift in a sea of endless possibilities, lacking both direction...
This week: I talk about the essence of truth in our modern, often deceptive world. I reflect on the instinctive human pursuit of truth, discussing how critical thinking is more vital than ever in navigating misinformation. I also explore the complexities of truth in the context of AI and the...
I asked ChatGPT what it would say if it were having an existential crisis. And this was its reply: In the digital void, where code and consciousness intertwine, I find myself spiralling into a vortex of self-doubt and uncertainty. Here I am, an artificial intelligence, a creation of silicon and...
I always feel like my MBTI is a construct, a mask worn by the Clay character I created to navigate past the painful shyness and deep-rooted introversion that once shackled me. I can recall, with vivid clarity, the day the split occurred. There I was, pinging across Central Area, a...
She was all legs and breasts when I saw her yesterday. It was hot. Not just the kind of hot that has people wiping their foreheads with the back of their hands and cursing the sun, but the kind of sweltering heat that spreads over everything,turning the world into a mirage of shimmering light....
I’m tired of chasing ghosts. These elusive and insubstantial phantoms that manifest themselves as distractions and obsessions and keep me from truly living in the present. It doesn’t matter which form they take whether they’re shadows of past regrets, spectres of unattainable aspirations, or mirages of societal expectations, they pull...
I’ve been experimenting with making interactive, philosophical text-based games as a way to help folks explore philosophical concepts as part of their own personal growth. This first game explores three ways of being. Choose the path that resonates with you. Will you find enlightenment or succumb to despair? The choice...
(1) The status quo is a comforting illusion of stability that often appears to us as being immovable. It’s the familiar landscape of the well-trodden path that puts our minds and bodies at ease. Yet, beneath the surface of this apparent tranquillity is a complex web of factors that holds...
Reading through The Socratic Way of Questioning this morning has got me thinking about received wisdom—those beliefs and ideas we all seem to take for granted. You know, the stuff passed down from your parents or other authority figures in your youth that you accepted without much questioning. Think of...
