While gazing into the abyss, his ears began to buzz suddenly. “Avion calling, Captain. Your departure is set for tomorrow at 7 AM your local time. Destroy all evidence. End of transmission.”

Having some fun with digital music creation on Hive with a song about yours truly

Cold Steel on a grey day.

Here's a poem celebrating neurodiversity: --- # Different Frequencies We are not broken signals, not static on a line — we are every wavelength the spectrum can define. Some minds move like rivers, winding,