PerillaCove Island
PerillaCove ... hot chocolate, woman, and nature.

The thing I keep returning to

The moment

Thoughts are largely unremarkable; they surface and dissipate as I move through this gaudily engineered arcade we call life.

But there are a handful that are so pure, so real, so quiet, they flow through me in ways I can't fully describe. And it's those very thoughts that also happen to be connected in a roundabout fashion. Of course.

Every such thought is an island unto itself ... but forever entangled with the Human it naturally arose in.

I built PerillaCove to join these islands of mine into a world that approaches total clarity and completeness. This is my top priority.

The ultimate in all

I appreciate life too much to be boxed into a niche of any kind. I'm available to, in all things, the ultimate.

At the purest level, I've come to find there are no trade-offs. No, the best of this and the best of that can co-exist, yes, but also feed off and reinforce one another.

I see that different worlds, even so-called opposites, are folded into one another. The balance ... is already baked in. Motion carries rest, nourishment carries lightness, and vice versa. Nature builds while it clears, and it clears while it builds.

Today’s meal is the tastiest thing I've eaten all week and it’s also what my body was asking for. A matrix of a domain I call integrated gastronomy.

Writing, going for exploratory strolls, and building software ... these are some of the most riveting games to me.

I'm not in the business of making grand plans or predicting the future. I don't have time for anything other than heartbeat-of-the-moment necessity. PerillaCove is my vessel for exploration and experimentation.

The Cove

I feel that everything true and real must somehow fit into the larger picture because ... inelegance cannot stand the test of time.

Much of what we call society, however, is makeshift. I see concrete jungles powered by debt and race-to-the-bottom competition, patching things together to stay afloat. I’m neither a gladiator nor a spectator. I just visit the colosseum on occasion and take notes.

But nature is my blueprint.

The Cove below is one such instantiation of nature. It is a conceptual goldilocks zone where seemingly-distinct flows and structures coalesce and create the conditions for a wide variety of life to thrive.

Enter

Step into the Cove and see that durian catches the strongest light and softens what passes through for understory cacao that turns that light into pods and leaf fall. Cows harness the surplus growth and return its nutrients, concentrated, where roots are waiting. Waste approaches zero.

The Cove above is a work in progress, but in nature, there is a total harnessing yet flux; it’s what I call a flawless turnover, where, integration is immanent. And the connections so forged in Fire that the additions required to further complete the system become vanishingly small.

Everything just fits and ... gets richer, yet lighter, over time.

My arena

PerillaCove is the first thing I’ve built for myself that I enjoy diving into more than any alternative. Actually there is no alternative. And I've got many notes in an island of mine called 'Vault' that I'm excited to soon integrate.

Nothing orients my mind like crafting, connecting, and refining PerillaCove islands. It is the thing I keep returning to. To approach total clarity and completeness, like I said, is my top priority.

Lastly, this being my arena, it's not enough that it 'just works'.

I think structural fit is everything. But so is quality. As well as flow, taste, design, and inspiration. I'm about the total package.

A multitude of apparently-unrelated passions and skills throughout my life ... this is what I find myself summoning and employing while building this. And something about all this just feels right.

A man in Banff, Alberta in front of the rockies.
Jaunary 2020: Me in Banff, Alberta, with the Rockies behind me.