A note

In trying my hand at discussing some of the more abstract or speculative ideas I work with in my daily life, I'd like to recognize the limitations of my medium--the written word. The linearity of these strings of words cannot hope to ever "capture" life completely or even satisfyingly. Life doesn't proceed linearly, it happens all at once. So these strings of words are some attempts to reflect on the whole thing, but with the recognition that I and any my thoughts have no more pretense to truth than a hair on my arm has any pretense to knowledge of my whole body.