A Glitch in a Subroutine

“Why have I been summoned to Dirtville?” demanded the lord. “Is it so urgent that you cannot email me your petition like everybody else?” “Sorry lord” said Jason. “ I didn’t quite know how to put it into words.” “Then it isn’t the usual petition for money, avoidance of catastrophe, needing help out of catastrophe…

The Signposts of Life and Their Archaeological Curators

We spend our lives defending ourselves to ourselves for those things which we both consider and don’t consider to be part of ourselves, against the idea of what will have been. We hold our destiny, but spend a lifetime wishing this thing or that could be different. Life is a tangle of paths upon which…