HeyJaredOGWiseman's Stories!
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- Sep 27, 2026
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OGWiseman Rests! (opens the original)
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It’s officially Fall, the end of September approaches, and I’m tired on a Saturday night. I hope everyone has an excellent week, and I will be back one week from today with something fun.
OGWiseman Ruminates! (opens the original)
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I’ve had several conversations with readers in the last couple of weeks, and while no single one of them was determinative, in the aggregate they reminded me that there’s a difference between doing a rundown of the news and doing actual analysis, and that I had fallen into a cycle of just keeping up with recent developments rather than taking stock. I need to be doing both. Now, this tendency to slip into newsreading is understandable. There’s been an incredible flood of AI news lately, and beli
OGWiseman Rounds Up! (opens the original)
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Talking to many different people, I get the general sense now that a week feels like a month, and a month feels like a year. People might be talking about politics, or bureaucracy, or parenting, or social media or a dozen other topics, but there’s a compression to all narrative, a general unease at how much seems to be happening, overstuffing every available moment to the point of nausea.There are moments when I don’t feel this way. Hanging out with my son with my phone put down, doing something
OGWiseman Recycles! (opens the original)
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I’m packing up and leaving from Burning Man tomorrow after an incredible week in the desert. I’ll have more to say in a future post, but for now I am crusty, dirty, tired, bloodshot, and spiritually refreshed in a way nothing else can do. Here’s the poem I wrote during my previous Burning Man experience, and I’d say it holds up pretty well.Pictured: Me, this week at Burning Man.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!q483!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_
Story #186 - The Fire, It Calls (opens the original)
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The Fire, It Calls*The Pulse, The Pulse, The Pulse, Of DrumsAn ancient, endless spirit humsThe great collective soul, she comesSo long, so silent, now she thrumsHer blood congealed, now hot it runsSpurred onward by the gathering drums*The Fire, The Fire, The Fire, It CallsHeld by a desert with no wallsEach spark a lure for we, her thrallsWho seek relief from long withdrawalsReturned from countless mundane warsTo quest again, the flame she calls.*The Heart, The Heart, The Heart, It BurnsAroun
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