low poly brainblasts

Live report and recap from a night of digging in 2026 I wrote this in a live-action first person format but added an additional note at the end upon publication, September 2026.

Resuming a regular practice of public reflection With the return of the Pika Pulse, I return to blogging, and ultimately, return to the act of public reflection.

I return to this elusive question once again.

…is actually the highest?

There’s something poetic about it all (but only if I’m not the one driving!)

Nothing extraordinary; Nothing wrong with refreshers on the foundations.

Dates become vague when you stop looking at life in weeks.

Every bloggers favorite least favorite topic: blogging I’ve never blogged before.

Similar to how I reflected on a single week in December, I will use this blog post to remind myself of the things that I accomplished and have made progress towards.

The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago.

It used to be a meme; now I’m the meme.

10-year old me’s eyes would glaze over at this concept… As I’ve gotten older and learned to understand the value of meditation, I’ve come to appreciate loading screens as moments to close our eyes, take a deep breath, appreciate what time we have to wait.

A brainblast from younger me persists to this day A recent sketch of said brainblast I’m not sure what compelled me.

As always, grounding philosophy with lived experiences I recently philosophized on what legacy is to a stoic.

this is where i want to be discovering music in 2025 particularly drum n bass Granddaddy Purple edit to add: this song is 8min long repeating the same 16bar loop. i’m 3min in.

I’ve spent years behind the curve on web development’s latest trends… …some might say I never was on the curve (unless you count my exams in uni!

To the scholars of stoicism, I invite your response - I am but a student.

I’ve just taken the past week largely off of the computer realm and in real life with real people, applying some of these computer thoughts to real conversations.

I see now / why our bodies yearn for perihelion days blues of a softness / our mother’s comfort in the air look up at / a sky of dreams seen from canyons, peaks windows / screens… the embrace we long for is always too short / until it is too long the same…

It’s great fun philosophizing on intricate questions with answers that elude me into eternity, but sometimes philosophy is best learned in the real world.

What an exquisitely confusing aspect of life.

This idea was the initial catalyst for finally making a blog and serves two purposes: Remind myself of the positive things I do daily and weekly so that I don’t look back and feel like I’m aimless or lazy for not reaching my goals sooner Publicize my prog…

Finally, at long last, a real low poly brainblast.

Nike really nailed that one.

If you live with or have experienced a period of navigating the waters of wacked out brain chemistry, maybe this is relevant.