Category: aMUSEings
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Of A Revolution
The path that led me to Burning Man is not traditional… but it did start with a Black Rock. Let me tell you a story:
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Dear San Francisco
My main lover. My muse. How could I leave you this way? It’s been a long road, and while half my heart may be in San Francisco forever
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AI Is Not the Enemy
The greatest gift AI has given me isn’t productivity. It’s time. Time with family. Time with my dog. Time for self-care. Time for art. Time for ideas. Time for community. If a tool can save me hours of repetitive work and allow me to spend more energy on the people and projects I love, that…
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The Fire is Older Than Any of Us
The Evolution of Kansas City’s Flow Scene “Do you even flow bro?” Welcome to spin city. The Kansas City flow arts scene did not appear out of nowhere. We inherited it. Every burn scar, every drum circle, every renegade, every hoop jam, every weird warehouse show, every LED toy, every busking spot, every late-night parking…
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Weight a Damn Minute
It’s weird how creativity comes and goes when it pleases. I haven’t been called to write anything in ages and all of a sudden my muse takes me by the hold and demands I deep dive to unpack say what ….. big reveal: DEPRESSION.
