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  Navigating through a space traffic jam The Space Tourist Chronicles  podcast Trapped in a cosmic gridlock, navigating space felt less like an adventure and more like rush hour back home. Ahead, the opulent cruise liner, The Stellar Serpent, dominated the view, its countless portholes gleaming with the carefree anticipation of its occupants. We were surrounded by a frenzy of vessels, from elegant private yachts to bulky cargo freighters, all vying for position, their navigation lights impatiently flickering like agitated fireflies. Our Subi yearned to escape, but felt anchored. Katcha, usually composed, emitted a low growl. Our frustration mounted. This jockeying for position was proving expensive. The Subi’s guidance system incessantly blared “Collision Alert (Minor),” each warning was complemented by a blast of avoidance energy. Days seemed to crawl by, the euphoria of the Kepler Kiss now a fading memory. This wasn't the boundless exploration we'd paid for; nothing is worse...

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Poem

When I seek shelter.
I am anxious.
Panicked by the cacophony of advice.
From all those loaded up.
With their wheelbarrows and bags of emotional weight.
I am delayed and postponed.
My dreams ruined.
Locked into procrastination.
I the belittled consumer.
Attached to every cause.
Designed by those more intelligent than me.
And then I downloaded a new app.
Now I am mindful.
In my cage.

Vignette

Without feeling devastated, I never fully realized my inattention ruined my dreams of myself — so many distractions locked me into an internal misconception. It takes as much energy to procrastinate as to invest in what I want. 

The self-effort it takes to delude and believe in each product's message. As one of the target audience, I convinced myself to register, acquire, and purchase. My step forward is the seller's goal. Everywhere I venture, I partake as part of their moral purpose. I feel good as their faulted consumer. 

They know how to relieve me of my dread. My acquisition is mindful and risk-free. Their call to action sponsors me. However, my identity has a cost, and the cage within has repurposed my sense of well-being. It is why I need to escape to the simplicity of experiencing the beauty of the biosphere.

Saeculum Reflection

Combining the congruent aesthetic experience of art-viewing and art-creating to resonate decisions and actions. A question of simulation and dynamics.







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