humanremnant

Exploring truth through the lenses of art & science

Welcome. I’m Justin Strauss, co-founder of Storyhackers. I focus on building things that are utilitarian and contribute to societal advancement. I also dabble in photography and poetry. I invite you to check out some of my work below or read more about me.

Projects

Storyhackers

I co-founded Storyhackers in 2013 with my wife and business partner, Ritika Strauss. It's evolved into a portfolio of brands (shown here) with a global network of collaborators.

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Projects

Storyhackers

I co-founded Storyhackers in 2013 with my wife and business partner, Ritika Strauss. It's evolved into a portfolio of brands (shown here) with a global network of collaborators.

Visit site >

Projects

I co-founded Storyhackers in 2013 with my wife and business partner, Ritika Strauss. It's evolved into a portfolio of brands (shown here) with a global network of collaborators.

Visit site >

Photography

I got my first real camera at fourteen — a basic manual film Pentax. I managed to win a couple awards in the California State Fair and briefly considered making a career of it. Nature has always been my primary interest.

Eagles of the north

Bees and vespidae

Plants & flowers

Random birds

Random insects

Whistler's frozen mushrooms

Poetry

My college years were a time of intense intellectual fascination and emotional turbulence. I wrote a lot of poetry at the time. So much so that I was compelled to build a (now retired) online poetry platform for people to manage and share their work. I've included a small collection of my poems here.

entropy

wandering – not wondering;
        not praying for, nor pondering...

gods, lovers, & house flies –
        closed-eyed watch the world go by.

& time just ticks: you & me;
        time to rue, time to see...

time to discuss, out of disgust –
        that which we of ourselves distrust.

& withering to cosmic dust;
        no brilliant hues, no pretty rust...

we shall recall, & come to miss –
        the lives we did not let exist.

a life we could not: let exist.

wandering – not wondering;
        not praying for, nor pondering...

gods, lovers, & house flies –
        closed-eyed watch the world go by.

& time just ticks: you & me;
        time to rue, time to see...

time to discuss, out of disgust –
        that which we of ourselves distrust.

& withering to cosmic dust;
        no brilliant hues, no pretty rust...

we shall recall, & come to miss –
        the lives we did not let exist.

a life we could not: let exist.

wandering – not wondering;
        not praying for, nor pondering...

gods, lovers, & house flies –
        closed-eyed watch the world go by.

& time just ticks: you & me;
        time to rue, time to see...

time to discuss, out of disgust –
        that which we of ourselves distrust.

& withering to cosmic dust;
        no brilliant hues, no pretty rust...

we shall recall, & come to miss –
        the lives we did not let exist.

a life we could not: let exist.

May 22, 2002

dried leaves danced upon the street -
though never really keeping beat.

(& for a moment: thinking ceased -
        soul allowing entry to
        . . .
        the deepest kind of peace.)

dried leaves danced upon the street -
though never really keeping beat.

(& for a moment: thinking ceased -
        soul allowing entry to
        . . .
        the deepest kind of peace.)

dried leaves danced upon the street -
though never really keeping beat.

(& for a moment: thinking ceased -
        soul allowing entry to
        . . .
        the deepest kind of peace.)

Feb 18, 2002

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