There are great, even thrilling and vital new worlds to discover in virtual space. But it’s essential that narrative and story always direct the action, lest purely flashy but irrelevant sensations overwhelms the reason for spending time someplace that only pretends to be real.
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Every day, I’m aware that the number of times I might do what I’m setting out to do is like evaluating a helium balloon on the end of a string. It will float on the air, tied to a wrist, and by nighttime bob listlessly on the floor. Nothing lasts forever.
Read MoreWhen I walk into a book store I hear lives in chorus, humanity suggesting that it might have a redeemable essence, that we just might overcome the forces always trying to undo our best parts.
Read MoreBy finding more accurate replacements for impotent, overused images, we enhance our ability to understand what each other means.
Read MoreSome people happily call it quits after a normal day’s work. But just ask any creative person you know: does that sound like a normal day?
Read MoreThere are more choices then there are days in a lifetime. More choices, always. Some people don't struggle with this. They take it as a statement of fact, as ordinary as the expectation that the sky will be blue. Why ponder the color of the sky? But I ponder, and I know others who do, too.
Read MoreThe goals of these explorers are to advance scientific knowledge about life on earth, but the silent by-product is to prove that they’re actually alive themselves.
Read MoreRainy days often insulate my thoughts. They’re full of potential, of opportunity. They have an inherent romance to them, saturated with feeling. A rainy day helps contain free associations, concentrate focus, bring outward views inward.
Read MoreTaxes are not the problem in and of themselves, and yet, to an creative person, the act of preparing taxes is a psychic exsanguination.
Read MoreTerror and distrust are at the root of inequalities; they are not the result. Self-interested tribalism is the greatest threat to humanity's future. We lose our collective grip on noble dreams because we grasp instead at ordinary survival, and we are then faced with a choice. In the face of terror we are either the engine of perpetuation or we are the engine of change.
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