Clay

Somewhere along the way, the internet stopped being a place you could get lost in. That's the thing I keep coming back to: the web I fell in love with. The one that let you follow a link from mediaeval alchemy to cognitive science to a poet's notebook at 2:00 AM and feel like you've discovered something has mostly been replaced by feed funnels and content engineered to keep you scrolling without actually going anywhere. The algorithm decides what you see, the personal brand tells you what to expect, the niche keeps everything tidy, and the curiosity slowly dies. Soulcruzer is my argument against all of that, not in the form of a manifesto but in the form of a practice. I read and I write and I walk and I wonder, and I do it all of it in public, and I've been doing it since 2004.