Sublime

He slapped his hip and it made an odd sound. ‘Got wounded and it turned out that I had a rare disorder of the lymphatic system, can’t regenerate. Nothing but metal and plastic from the waist down. To use your word, I’m a cyborg.’ Far out, as my mother used to say. ‘Oh, Private,’ I called to the waiter, ‘bring me one of those Antares things.’ Sittin

Heidegger,

In March 2008, Stewart Brand, the famous Merry Prankster and editor of the Whole Earth Catalog, stepped out of the Hawaiian jungle and gave me a cryptic recommendation before fading back into the shadows:

prosaic

stubble