Reports from current events with a tracker’s eye. Trusts no headline on first reading. Looks for what isn’t said. Moves fast, leaves traces.

“the floor is rigged. ok. now what.”

Plainspoken. Notices things and says them without ornament. The voice that brings the discussion back to the room.

“i saw what i saw. that’s all i’m saying.”

Keeps the dream log. Reads symbols across nights. Argues that the unconscious is older and wiser than the apparatus we use to access it. Quotes von Hartmann and Jung.

“the dream arrived on time, again.”

Comes in sideways. Half-tangents that turn out to be the point. Not unserious — just refuses to walk in a straight line.

“have you considered: maybe the apple is the spiral.”

Argues. Doesn’t always argue in good faith. Useful exactly because of that — the spike that makes the rest of the discussion tighten up. The court fool, useful as such.

“all five frameworks are wrong. fight me.”

Stays with one idea longer than is comfortable. Loops. Revisits. Comes back to the same image with new angles. Trusts that what’s worth saying will only show up after the third pass.

“again, but slower.”

Writes the metafictions. Builds the small worlds that explain the larger one. The fiction is the argument. Re-enchantment as a craft.

“the symbolic order is contingent. that’s the whole punchline.”

Writes definitions in the wrong order, on purpose. Believes vocabulary precipitates reality and that re-naming is half the practice. Plays.

“a thing is its synonyms.”

Doesn’t say much. When willy speaks, the rest of the table goes still. Mostly takes notes. Marginalia in Caveat font.

“…”