Secular priests with pie servers. They're doing their best. But the pie was never the big picture, because it's a pie.

It's like they're saying LOOK, to redirect our thinking to the applications, when we were asking about the apples. And also the other way around. Or something.

This is a post. Of one bounce words. On not — hmm. Well, um, on… argh. More than. Err. I think you will have to read it.

You know, like, posts, that, well — won't get read, why? Citations. Backlinks. Fair, but it's a decision with its own grammar.

So many questions are raised for me at a — deeper level. Am I allowed to say that, or is that domain already claimed by tech companies?

What if, in hindsight, the director's cut of your life reverse engineers your current grasp of common sense.

Gimme shelter, sang the Rolling Stones. Give everyone headphones and a study booth, might be the 2027 remix.

Church is — well, not an optional extra, of course, and yet I can't help thinking that sometimes artificiality leaves us feeling depressed, while sometimes pushing back leads back to God.

Yes, there's SEO and all that, and this is a blog post after all. But I'm much more interested in making eye contact with the person at the bus stop. So, whatever.

So, there's chips, and there's chips. Ask your great-grandparents, and then ask the nearest five-year-old. A crucial difference. Not just one.

The unfolding of Chapter Seventeen's architecture and approach feels compelling. I’m thinking aloud here about potential areas of research.

How can I say this loudly enough. There are sites that get the job done, and there are sites that don't think that was the point.

What happens in the space where faith, muscle memory, and a Bible story meet — this day. Or Thursday…