Marco Harris Saved Game Files
I’m 21st century boy with the crazy idea that life is a game that we are all playing together. Like competitive videogames we play Life’s rules are constantly evolving and changing shifting and molding. My favorite philosopher said life is like a play, but I’d like to change that into life is a game. A binary code, heads or tails, rock paper scissors, just endless raw data playing together. Competitions make us stronger, sometimes we flow together, or against each other. But we are all endlessly collaborating on the piece of art called the universe. Perhaps there is a multiverse where every possibility is happening simultaneously. Time is a mystery that we only pretend to grasp as our future dreams and nightmares become our present reality and then our past, that past then shapes our futures and our dreams. The game I’m playing right now is of a mixed race human being from Seattle Washington. Like the stereotypical millennial from Seattle I have my head in the clouds, probably because it’s always raining. I actually like the taste of Starbucks if i could afford to constantly drink it it might be a problem. And I live technology and dissolving boundaries. Here are Marco Harris Saved Game Files
LaidbackMarco’s TSW Journey Part 1: Acknowledging The Struggle
Starting to write about the struggle that is topical steroid withdrawal
Jikoshoukai. . . Self-Introduction
Once I had visited all the schools I had received my first lesson plan for every class during the first week. There…
Back To School
I sat in the passenger side seat as my company rep began driving, it felt uncomfortable to not be in control of…
The Promised Land
Finally having some sense of being settled into my home there was another thing I had to take care of. I didn’t…
Settling In
So I had my lovely house that didn’t feel quite like a home yet. In fact, I was sleeping using a black…
Meeting MitiS
Meeting Your DJ Hero
Somewhere I Belong
Meeting a Tacoma native so far outside of the pacific northwest gave me hope that I too would find a place of…
It’s A Small World
Waking up in the warm futon, the cold air made me resist the idea of ever leaving the blanket burrito. Hunger and…
Akito’s 180sx
I meet a local japanese Drifter!
