Anil Dash asks: So, who owns your identity right now?

My identity? I responded:

I do, but only to the extent that I am willing to work for it.

My identity is a form, visible when struck by radiation at certain wavelengths.

My identity is also a void, a vacuum that nature abhors.

Form is emptiness; emptiness, form.

Not to creep up on any Buddhism 101, or anything.

When you put “all about George” into Google, you don’t get what’s-his-name or who’s-the-fellow. Not Bush, Washington, Jefferson or a cartoon character strong as he can be.

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