We’ll Be Fine: A Conversation about Reality

Recently, a friend shared his concerns about what the future with AI might hold. He spoke about control, power, greed, and the possibility that technologies could be steered by ill intent. Beneath it was a fear that the world was moving in an unsafe direction.

In the past, my response to a conversation like this would have been somewhat different.

  • I knew that focusing on negative outcomes draws negative outcomes.
  • I viewed the world as a single, shared reality we are shaping together, and so it seemed vital to encourage a collective shift.

I would have said something like, “If we approach this with care, and enough people choose that direction, then things can turn out well. In the end, good prevails.” 

However, this time, I did not say that.

I placed my hand on his arm and said, “Don’t worry. We’ll all be fine.”

He looked at me questioningly. I nodded and repeated, “I know we will be. We’ll all be fine.” 

As simple as the response seems, the understanding behind it is not small.

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—The Earth Crossing

A rainbow crossing, a chai, and a familiar face — Anu’s first real steps on Earth begin.

We’ve spent the beginning five chapters of Enanika travelling with Anu through the fascinating, vibrant world of Enanika—watching her prepare for her first solo mission, learning about Contact Callers, and witnessing the mystic power of the Seed-of-Life sculpture, the living geometry capable of carrying a being from one realm to another.

Now, in Chapters 6 and 7, Anu steps into Milkwood—a thriving rural town of mineral springs and rainbow crossings, a haven for artists, healers, LGBTQ+ folk, and colourful nonconformists. Here, she begins her Earth-life in earnest, navigating some very human challenges and meeting someone she never expected to find on this planet.

Chapter 6: Milkwood

On Earth:

Milkwood hadn’t always been the colourful, open-hearted, and open-minded place Anu was stepping into. For most of its history, it was a regular country town—quiet, modest, shaped by old farming families and the remnants of a brief gold rush that had fizzled out more than a century ago. The land held stories of hard work, family orchards, and sheep, cattle, and dairy farms. People came and went, but nothing much changed. Milkwood was the kind of place where everyone knew everyone else, and new ideas arrived slowly, if at all. 

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