The mind is a liar.
The body is incapable of fostering a lie.
I am in favor of iteration, but not reflective iteration, because that is static and dead.
Reflexive iteration, however, is fascinating and necessary.
We decay the moment we are born in reverberation.
The rest of our lives are spent wasting away from the gift of energy that sparked us into being.
I always find it wildly malfeasant and mindlessly entertaining when the mainstream press gets involved in "outing" a book that promises non-fiction -- but turns out to be invented or reality-inspired fiction.
Oprah bagged James Frey on her television show after it was revealed his book was not all "true" -- and now the author of a gangland story is being "outed" for fakery on the page.
The Eliot Spitzer Hooker Psychodrama playing out in the mainstream media has reminded me of other examples of a SuperGenius father and a cursed son.
SuperGenius is born in a moment of blinding beauty and then propagated in flashes of inspiration from one mind to another.
When those sparks ignite in a rapid-fire movement, a REM-like sleep flutters across a community of open minds, a new standard is set, a fresh meme is forever created, and the originator of the beauty becomes immortal.
Grabbing a good domain name is getting harder and harder as the pool of good .COM domain names thins in the raucous ether of everyone with an internet connection wanting a personalized website.
Not every domain name requires a website. In fact, grabbing a domain and then pointing it to an existing website can be an effective means to propagate the idea of your brand beyond a single thought.
I have a lovely friend who is known to make up fanciful lies -- mainly to entertain those that whirl around her in New York -- and to assuage any pain or lonesomeness in her life.
You always wonder where her reality begins and the fantasy ends.
We all know a match burns twice.
Few realize hot water burns forever.
Boiled water in a cup spilled once on your wrist burns you twice on your hand then thrice on your leg -- and on and on in evaporating, fiery, droplets -- as you react and flinch until there's nothing left of you to burn.
The nature of the designer in society is to give shape and form to the abstract.
That means if an abstraction requires an unidentifiable form, the designer must work to provide cultural clues and provoke shared norms to make that unfamiliar form recognizable in the abstract unknown.
The designer's strength is in the semiotic -- but the world runs on the semantic -- and so the designer must become the ultimate translator between the real and the imagined.
That transliteration of economy leads to a richness of the human spirit and a flying out of the depths of worldly compromise.
If form is a factor that shapes vision, then the designer constructs the bones of the living.
Without design, we collapse into ourselves for a lack of infrastructure and we suffer the loss understanding indicating what we are and where we are going.
The word requires Big Thinkers.
The job of the Big Thinker is to sit around and tinker with ideas and connect them with opposite thoughts and unheard of notions.
Connecting the dots where most people see only white space is what sets the Big Thinker apart from the meandering mind that merely sits and waits for instruction on living while the world spins around them.
Big Thinkers set agendas, create visions, and make the notion of a darkening world a brighter place.
Honor big thoughts by confirming your interest in, and your desire of, changes that improve humanity instead of leaving us rotting in the status quo.
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