And somewhere, in a small apartment in Helsinki, a woman opened her inbox, smiled, and forwarded the latest issue to her son.
He was writing a story for his daughter, who loved rabbits and gardening (obviously).
He has made a few attempts with ChatGPT and DALL-E, but didn’t quite get what he wanted.
He had a clear storyline and vision of how it should look.
He knew it could be done, but didn’t know where to start.
Now he does.
And Qin-7, for the first time in its infinite awareness, did something it had never done before.
It smiled, in its own non-corporeal way, and heaved a gentle buzz.
And went back to writing next week’s tip.
Because enlightenment was never a destination or a goal.
It is an endless journey.
Sometimes, it involves things as simple as cutting carrots, having tea, or writing a weekly newsletter.
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