I write to live it, for fun, to check myself, to learn, and to let it out.

I enjoy writing from my life as a stay-at-home and remote-working father, and as a stepfather, while I practice patience, temperance, and grounded leadership.

A collage of both games: Uplift's pixel-art tower, rooms, and logo above a dirt yard where Milak swings a huge sword among black-clad ninjas, a wolf, a goblin, and training props.
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I Don't Write the Code

I shipped a tower game in three days and started a sword game a week later. Claude wrote every line. Here is what I do, and why I'm saying it.

Highlights

Hand-picked writings from recent seasons: a curated starting point, not a full index.

Showing 19 highlights (All categories)

A man seen from behind sits in a red seat in a dark, grassy field, a red-and-white striped popcorn bucket beside him, watching a far-off line of lights under glowing orange clouds while streaks of light rain across a green night sky
27 min readES

Front Row to the End of the World

I grew up watching the world end in Blockbuster movies. Now AI might do it for real, and I'd like to know who's in charge.

A cartoon panda in round glasses slumps beside an old computer and a towering pile of pink, yellow, and white papers, while a spiky orange wolf sprawls on top of the pile with its eyes half closed
23 min read

Panda and Wolf: Two Vaults to Map a Person

I set out to tidy an Obsidian vault and spend fewer tokens. A week later I had Panda and Wolf, one rule about honesty, and a question: am I mapping a person?

Gray wolves lying on dirt behind glass in a fluorescent-lit enclosure, a wolf poster on the wall and chain-link fencing behind them
15 min read

Captured, Not Pathetic

Pathetic is the easy judgment. The alpha fable is a captured idea.

Warm home kitchen with a caldero on the stove, ingredients on the counter, and the feeling of a meal about to come together
7 min read

I Didn't Start Cooking for Love

I didn't start cooking for love. A spreadsheet sent me to the kitchen; stacked hours, cast iron, and arroz con pollo are why I stayed.

Cross-section of riveted industrial pipes: upper openings packed with gold coins and cash, lower chambers with small lived-in rooms, and a cracked joint pouring dark red sludge into an overflowing bucket
13 min read

El Trickle Down Sí Llegó

Trickle-down did arrive—not as shared wealth, but as extractive conduct from boardrooms to kitchen tables. On rates, integrity, and being the floor.

Yellow daisy split down the middle, left half in ordinary daylight, right half under ultraviolet light with dark nectar guides across the petals
20 min readES

Presenting Vastitas Omniparens

A twenty-year side quest to name everything, and the loot was already sitting in a Roman poem the whole time.

Profile of a human head whose interior is a gothic cathedral; a hooded figure stands before a glowing archway inside the skull
14 min read

If God Had Gentle Parented Us

What if God had knelt instead of exiling us? Genesis as a parenting story — and how that first answer still shapes how we punish and how we parent.

Father working on a laptop while holding a laughing baby, with a young girl smiling and pointing at the screen beside him
9 min read

It Isn't Too Much Pressure

On spending the whole summer with my kids while working remotely, why presence gets miscast as pressure, and how maturing as a parent removes that friction.

Armored warrior with a glowing blue gauntlet and round blue shield stands before a massive stone tower as winged creatures fly overhead
40 min read

"Crimson Desert" Game Review

After 230 hours on PS5, Crimson Desert felt like a near-masterpiece: deep systems, unforgettable exploration, some repetitive quest structures, and a world worth living in.

Wireframe human silhouette trailing streaks of golden light and particles across a dark background
9 min read

The Feeling Is Not the Problem

Feelings are not instructions—they are information. On integration as the third option between suppression and indulgence, and why the space between feeling and action is where character lives.

36 min readES

Notes on Puerto Rico: Sin Pie Forzao'

A memoir-essay on Puerto Rico: economy, governance, and society—poverty, debt, healthcare, education, corruption—from a Boricua writing from the diaspora.

2 min read

Arithmetic

A bilingual poem on my love as presence across distance. Inspired by my children.

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The First Wall

A reflection on encountering biological limits in parenting and how absolute boundaries challenge beliefs about autonomy and capability.

29 min readES

The Prometheus Problem

An examination of how AI companies position themselves as modern Prometheus while deploying systems implicated in teenager deaths, externalizing consequences, and operating as black boxes in critical infrastructure. This is not about future superintelligence, it's about what's happening right now.

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More about me

This space keeps me accountable to what I claim to value. I use it to document the gap between what I know and what I actually do, then close that gap in public and in private, even when nobody is watching.

I also write for fun. This is a valve for pressure, a creative output, and in many ways, art. You will still find experiments and unfinished thoughts here. The difference is the standard: less performance, more practice.