Tactile healing sensations of pen writing on paper...

Written last night:

It's 1:52 am, and to avoid the terrors I again take the pen in hand. Perhaps in a different life this would be a blog post, and it may itself be at least part of one someday, yet that's not what I mean.

The healing phenomena I refer to involves the tactile sensation of pressing pen to paper, and the wholly personal nature of the output. With blogging there can be poster's remorse, and anxiety over spelling, punctuation, accuracy, html code and more.

Writing on paper is beautiful. Keep some near your bed, and at least three pens.

To the Fifteen Billionth Human Soul

To the fifteen billionth:

If the Just Society is not fully evident, seek it and strive for it. If our machinery is not yet as green and as self-healing as the forested jungle, greenify and evolve it.

If you are female, see that the architecture reflects your adaptive fluidity. If you are male, see that nobility remains pursued, and that honour goes to the good and just.

Preserve biodiversity; feed, heal and educate. If Gaia is in the caterpillar stage, U B the butterfly.