I’m at ISEA, attending a sea.nce. The boat rocks almost as gently strongly as the waves in the pool in the middle of the bar. Laptops are connected to find answers to our questions from the collective consciousness.

There were two fortunes in the fortune cookies. Mine read “A secret admirer will soon reveal himself” and “too many cliks spoil the link”. And “This INSERT has a preotective coating”.

I love the way the boat rocks and vibrates against your thighs and back and lets you know that you are not in control.


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