We string together our best recollections and call them a matter of time. First this, then that. But every story is incomplete – full of holes and misdirection.
So that is what I like. Bits borrowed from here and there. Accidents triggering unexpected associations. Grasping at stability and form, but always coming up short.
I seek out software that respects our autonomy; collaborations that reflect back our diversity; and art that gives us a venue to consider the non-sense that remains — what manifestos can never say. Because understanding is not a pre-requisite for humanity.