If things can always be worse, then things are never too far gone to be worth saving. You are never too far gone to be worth saving.
Words for Bridget Williams Books
Chapters 9 & 10
“This vital book is a call to action: to reduce online harm, to protect the integrity of our digital lives and to uphold democratic participation and inclusion.”
Time in a hospital is contained in an event horizon of its own dimension. It warps in strange ways that can’t be explained by gravity.
On memory, and physical Place
Words for Kill Your Darlings
On the road, I feel weightless and unbound – a citizen of everywhere and nowhere.
There’s a certain part of State Highway 16, heading into Auckland from Te Atatū Peninsula, where the Whau River parts the land on each side of the road. For a second it feels like you are skidding along the water, everything around you low and flat. At night time, the land-locked streetlights around you disappear and the stars above you shine a little brighter, as if the water has opened up and swallowed the earth. You are surrounded by smoothness on all sides – sometimes blue, sometimes grey, sometimes black – and for a brief moment there is nothing else.
On reality, culture, and simulation.
Ten years ago, I was determined to become a scientist. It seems like such a luxury now.
The year 2000 was a time of beginnings.
Cynicism is the dream killer. Cynicism stops progress in its tracks. Cynicism denies us a better world.