What’s this?

Who can bear the oppressive wealth of ideas these days? We compulsively consume, occasionally exchange, then absolutely discard. If conscious thoughts have to merge back into the collective unconsciousness like raindrops falling into the sea, one can at least experience them for a moment by letting them ripple through the keyboard.

This newsletter is meant to hold myself accountable. It lights up the trail of my inner forest so I could look back where my mind had wandered. I hope it could ignite some sparks in you as well.