Cold breeze is dropping
Swaying wheat fields come to rest
Sunshine warmth too hot

I write one haiku a day. Like you.
Mine aren’t that good.
Lacking the right inspiration today.
I got too hot.

David, thank you. The conversation more than merits its continuation, piercing the day-to-day noise on the subject that is becoming an echo chamber of ‘tools and ethics vortices discussions’. Thank you for flagging the podcast.