Somewhere in the whirling spiral of this immense galaxy is a nondescript solar system containing a drifting bluebell planet…

In a city on the Potomac, I sit as a mass of carbons and atoms, and dream of becoming radiant, at the center of the infinite…

…and so like the rantings of old Diogenes, this blog is a random posting from a blind poet-warrior in search of patterns of consciousness and radiant nuggets of truth.

If I find any, and you happen to pass through my corner of the universe, I promise to share my humble bounty with you.

-Iliad Alexander Terra