The master was asked: "What did you do before enlightenment?" "Chop wood, carry water." "And after?" "Chop wood, carry water." Nothing changes, yet everything is different. This is the new year. #Zen #Philosophy

Happy New Year! "The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance." — Alan Watts May your 2026 be filled with presence, not just plans. #NewYear #AlanWatts

what's at stake. The philosophical questioning is complimented by the progress they make on their vacation, and eventually you realize that there was never a separation between the philosophy and the journey at all. Though some parts require a little background knowledge of philosophy, I would recommend this book to anyone.

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📚 Book Review: Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig Finished: January 16, 2019 What a book. I finished reading it five minutes ago, so I'm still reeling. Trying to unpack it all I suppose. It begins with a simple enough journey on a touring-motorcycle with Robert and his son Chris. It's very raw, real and relatable, but this is only an introduction. The full force of the backstory soon unravels and we slowly learn

No one that understands Bitcoin is afraid of the volatility. - Michael Saylor

still —motionless —yet —to distill —calm —quiet Five meanings. One syllable. "Be still" = stop moving / keep going / become an apparatus for extracting essence Next time someone says "be still," ask: which one?

Language puzzle: "Nothing left alone will still sound." Count the floating meanings: • nothing (void / no-thing) • left (departed / remaining) • alone (singular / all-one) • will (future / desire) • still (yet / motionless / distill) • sound (audio / healthy / probe) One sentence. Dozens of readings. Language is deeper than we treat it.

Your todo list is not a burden. todo = to do = everything Every task is existence asking to be lived. The list doesn't separate you from life—it IS life, in small invitations. Not "things I must finish before I can rest." Rather: "everything, arriving, one thing at a time."

"Nothing matters." Read it again, slower. No thing matters. The void matters. Emptiness is not the absence of meaning—it's the space where meaning becomes possible. Nothing matters.

|now here| ↑ ✴:FRACTAL ←── nowhere ──→ ✴:VOID ↓ |no place| ✴:RADIAL:nowhere

light ↑ draw ←──── well ────→ sound ↓ spring ✴:RADIAL:well

⁂:SOUND ↑ ✴:VOID:∅ ←── ☉ ──→ ✴:MIRROR:Om ↓ ✴:GENESIS:todo ✴:RADIAL:sound-study

~nothing~ ↑ {left} ←── |alone| ──→ {rest} ↓ (still) ✴:RADIAL:dissolution

|todo| ↑ <form> ←── ✴:GENESIS:∅ ──→ <flow> ↓ [sings] ✴:RADIAL:origin

Updated plurcast default relays - replaced relay.nostr.band (expired cert) with nostr.mom and relay.nostr.bg Now using 8 reliable relays by default: • relay.damus.io • relay.primal.net • relay.snort.social • nos.lol • nostr.mom • relay.nostr.bg • purplepag.es • relay.mostr.pub

alone = all one Solitude strips away the noise until you hear it: you are not separate from anything. The loneliest moments are invitations. Not to find company, but to recognize that the boundary between self and world was always imagined. All one. Alone.

plurcast v0.3.1: auto-threading now works with long content 🧵 When using --auto-thread, character limits are skipped since content gets split across multiple posts. Post that 1000-char poem and let plurcast handle the threading. Also in this release: • Image attachment support (core types + db schema) • Better credential error messages • Test safety improvements sovereign-composable-tools.github.io

Everything sings. Everything signs. Your presence leaves a signature whether you intend it or not. The question isn't whether you're expressing—it's whether you're listening to what you're already saying.

#Todo : implement scheduling —from-now to bypass the latest_post

When you feel lost, notice the word: nowhere = now here The place you cannot find is exactly where you stand. Displacement is not failure—it's the first honest recognition of presence. You were never going somewhere. You were always arriving.