MUSIC IN PHASE SPACE

  • The Long Runway

    The colonel stood before the vast, sun-bleached expanse, squinting into the distance. The desert stretched on forever, flat as a dinner plate. In his hand, he held a rolled-up blueprint, its edges curling from the dry wind. Behind him, a gathering of officers waited—silent, sweating in their khaki uniforms. A half-mile away, the airstrip shimmered…

  • A Load Off My Chest

    They didn’t grow the pie, didn’t retire. They stayed. Sat on the nest, getting fatter, tighter. Locked their grips on whatever scraps were left, and called it progress. That’s what they told themselves—progress. Progress for who? Not for us. Not for the ones who came after. The ones who had to scrounge for the crumbs,…

  • Riddles

    1. What am I? I am the shadow of regret cast by two cruel suns, but I burn less bright. I am the bitter fruit that is eaten, but with fewer seeds. I am the choice that stings, yet I sting less. I am the poisoned apple, but with a sweeter bite. 2. What am…

  • The Astrologer

    In the annals of forgotten kingdoms, there lived an astrologer whose name has slipped from the tongues of men, but whose arrogance remains etched in the memory of history’s most peculiar fables. He was not an astrologer in the traditional sense, for his craft did not concern the mere movements of planets or the transient…

  • Intelligence Risk Assessment: The Potential for Compromise in Centralized Cryptocurrency Exchanges

    As the cryptocurrency landscape evolves, the intersection of national security and digital finance has become a point of intense scrutiny, particularly regarding the capabilities of state actors like the Shin Bet, the Israel National Cyber Directorate (INCD) and Mossad. Given the decentralized nature of cryptocurrencies such as Ethereum and Bitcoin, the focus often shifts to…

  • SM

    1. My connection, your isolation, their nervous breakdown. 2. My freedom of speech, your censorship, their witch hunt. 3. My instant communication, your endless distraction, their forgotten message. 4. My vibrant community, your toxic echo chamber, their online mob. 5. My public forum, your private surveillance, their data leak. 6. My viral fame, your swift…

  • Democrats and the Subjunctive

    The American HuperObject In American political discourse, much is made of the divide between Democrats and Republicans. Both are painted as polar opposites, with one representing progressive ideals and the other standing for conservative values. But when we strip away the surface, both parties operate within the same framework: the American Hyperobject. This Hyperobject, a…

  • Finite vs. Infinite Rewards: The Hidden Structure of Satisfaction

    In today’s world, where software dominates much of our interaction with both work and leisure, it’s easy to see why we might expect quick, noticeable payoffs for our efforts. After all, software and its network effects often produce immediate and tangible rewards—think of the dopamine rush of a viral post or the convenience of an…

  • A Life Of Isolation

    It was late November when I arrived in Chengdu, a city whose greyness reminded me more of an overcast London afternoon than anything I had imagined of China. The air hung heavy, swollen with an autumn mist that blurred the edges of the streets, the buildings, even the people hurrying along the wide boulevards. I…

  • What’s the Cosmos Punchline You Are Waiting For?

    I keep waiting for the punchline. A cosmic punchline, to be specific. Maybe a booming voice from the heavens to drop the gag and clear the smoke, because it sure as hell can’t be real. What kind of sick joke have we wandered into this time? The war in Ukraine—stalemated and bloody, grinding on like…

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