We are bound by fear to our Objects and fantasies of Other and Self as much as by desire and there is a complex logical undercurrent and rationale to the ways that we (enigmatically) encrypt aversion into attraction and revulsion or death into fertility and life.
Broken things and imperfect people are often far more interesting than are complete and whole ones…
We find ourselves endlessly aspiring towards procedurally patterned symmetries of refinement in an iterated and accelerating aspiration towards beauty, knowledge and control.
You can not be whole for the same reason you can not control the world – there is at base no controller, knower or self and this is the greatest unacknowledged enigma of our world.
Conflict and the means or methods of its execution lie at the center of all personal and (by extension or necessary inversion) collective history.
It’s binary. Everything is information.
I’m looking through you. Where did you go?
Most of that which is “you” may not actually be you at all. What is original about you is the choices you make concerning the reconfiguration of preexisting things, concepts, objects, words, idioms and methods of self-expression.
Do we fall in love with a person or do we fall in love with the idea of a person? We can never ever really get inside someone else’s head, experience the world as they do and through their eyes, so we are surely only ever as much in love with who we think that […]
We are actually all a lot more random and emotional than we tend to realise.
A characteristically long and wordy waffle on the topic of human intelligence, the cognitive hyper-extension of technology, an iterative fracture of grand narrative into abbreviated artefacts, unconscious biases and a Global turn towards authoritarianism.
None of us actually exist, at least not in the ways we generally believe that we do.
Daedelus Kite 