To be a part of the moment in which we are all a part of the moment…

To read reports written in opinionated manners that one has no interest in perpetuating, personally, but understanding that the flow of the river of life — especially the main channel — does not take into account individual water molecules electrically and/or chemically attracted to a deep pool off to the side…

Gravity a mystery and yet as obvious as a changing social form of the silent treatment, such as someone refusing to respond to emails or texts…

Accepting the fact that belief in one method of thought processing is primarily what we tend to do, who we tend to be…

A one-atom “transistor” — when we do create a subatomic version?  And what comes after that?

A poem, a short story, a nail, a truss — if all is humour to this author, except when everything is not, what is anything?

The word “supercomputer” will fade into another word after supercomputer becomes ubiquitous, commoditised, superfluous…

How many people are office workers, and of them, how many long for a viewbicle?

Are you rewriting language in your image, mashing up ideas into combined letters, words and phrases that only you can understand?

Or are you thinking more universally, writing for moments past, present and future?

While others, call them A-prime, perpetuate social constructs with which they feel most comfortable identifying themselves, I contemplate the social construct of me tied to A-prime with whom we live in our time here together and what it makes me, B-notB, if I am walking the path of the wanderer who lives inside and outside of time-based social constructs.

I am humbled that people who call themselves nonconforming individualists would want to link to me in modern online social circles but I have to be careful not to allow the part of me that is the chameleon personality to blend in with nonconforming social constructs (yes, the irony is obvious — “nonconforming” and “social” seem to contradict each other) that aren’t my own.

To compute trends that will not occur in my lifetime evokes, if not provokes, odd feelings.

To know the flow of social change is often slower than we perceive…sigh…

What of the person who thought thousands of years ago of another person walking the surface of our Moon?  And of the next person who wished to walk on the surface?  And the next one who dreamt of the method getting there?  And the one who wrote a plausible story about getting there?  The one who filmed a fantasy sequence of encounters on the surface? And finally the person who first stepped on our Moon’s surface?

Is computing the trends enough?  Do I have to experience them in the moment with everyone else to experience them in my thoughts?

And do I have to share them with you/us to make the trends happen or remain silent and let them happen without an iota of influence these words will have, spreading first into a network of nonconformers and out into the rest of our shared subcultures?

What if I hold the pebble in my hand and put it in my pocket instead of skipping it across the pond?

I once met a homeless person who said he regularly talked with God and that God had recently told him all people who declawed their animals, a desecration of God’s creatures, were doomed to hell.  I told a friend I consider a devout Christian this story and he told me that God gave us dominion over all of God’s creatures so he didn’t believe that the homeless person really had talked with God.

From the scenario, I discovered that we elevate ideas to the forefront of our thoughts to strengthen our social constructs.

The homeless person and my friend have valid points, depending on whether I believe God regularly talks to people or that God gave our species dominion over every species.

Or both.

Our subcultures are contradictory, by default.

And I, this set of states of energy, consider myself alive, which separates me from that which is not alive, whatever that means, because alive/unalive is a barrier not easily perceived in an ecosystem in which atoms mix and molecules reform constantly.

I am the Wondering Wanderer, the Wandering Wonderer, not here to convince others to align their thought patterns with mine or the trends I’ve computed.

I observe.  That’s who I am.

I see us, no matter where we are in cultural subsets, squarely in the middle of one subset or spread across many, and how we interact, which intuitively and computationally imply future moments of interaction we call trends.

Some trends I would like to see happen in my lifetime, some trends I know will happen but I wish they won’t, and some trends I hope happen regardless of the status of my set of states of energy as living or nonliving.

For instance, will a person sewing images in a gusset establish a trend of decorated gussets that spawns whole industries of underwear fashion and function?  And how will that affect international business relationships of the 2020s?

Will I return to stop referring to the words “politics” and “government,” letting them meld with the word “business,” as they should?

After all, government is just a business run on coercing, cajoling, encouraging a large group of people to jointly pay for services they want on large- and small-scale levels but wouldn’t normally pay for individually.  Kind of like business in general, n’est pas?