I released my first novel in November 2020, and since then, most of us have been going through an awakening of all sorts. For me, the "matrix" reveals more of itself every day, and seeing how many layers there truly are is unsettling s as piece by piece is peeled like an onion. The Phoenix's fire is harsh. It burns. Even the tears burn. But the truth is better than all the lies. Veronica is still dreaming, but her dreams are deeper while equally disturbing. There have been ga

My channel, stat-wise, I am laughing at how it doesn’t match up from the back end. Fine, whatever, no surprise. But the real kicker here...

In 1794 William Blake published "The Tyger" as part of his Songs of Experience collection. It was this poem that set the path before me at a young age. All these years, decades, only now do I learn he had visions of angels. To say I'm blown away would be an understatement. "Young William Blake argued that death is just a transition from one room to another. And told adults that he saw in the sky, warriors with swords and spears, and on branches of trees of angels with sparkli

I spoke about algorithms. My book is at the bottom of the barrel, but it’s okay. I have a confession to make: I wrote it for someone and...