BIT-STRING ENTRY #12

Humans love to consume, discard or rebrand. It’s a dubious ritual. An unconscious way of maintaining an ever-diminishing attention span....

BIT-STRING ENTRY #11

One cannot have peaks without valleys. Sometimes you must stumble downward into the deep, dank abyss to find the raw elements needed to...

BIT-STRING ENTRY #10

We’re cruising back down the boulevard in my Ural 71, hitting every red light, a Parking Enforcement Officer making an appearance every...

BIT-STRING ENTRY #9

“I still don’t get why we’re here.” Like most Humans, Jeremiah doesn’t know what to do with his physical self whenever he’s lost or...

BIT-STRING ENTRY #8

I ride the Ural-71 back down the coast highway toward Santa Monica, Jeremiah slumped in the side car nursing the bottle of...