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These have been accumulating. Time to dump 'em out and get my inbox clear again. I use my inbox like a mental desk; I never rely on my memory for anything. Literally, if I have laundry going, I'll email myself a message with the subject line "laundry", because I glance at my email continually, and that's how I make sure the laundry makes it to the finish line. This does mean that I need to keep my inbox pristine. So.
I think I'm writing myths.
No one knows what happened back then, not really. Not even a couple handshakes ago. And I don't care about being correct. So I write myths. I invent origin stories for consciousness, trying to find one that helps me the most in the present. If a line drawn from the past through the present can be followed to the future, then moving the past around casts me into a different future, with every change.
design based on what's probably not true
Nothing ever fits perfectly, and that's really important.
It's probably not true that idea x is useful for everyone. So, design systems such that x doesn't have to be true for everyone for the system to still be useful. It's useful if it's true for 90% of users -- don't ignore that. But, use the existence of that remaining 10% as a conceptual springboard, freeing the design of the system so that it can be remixed into something meaningfully useful for that 10%.
This is a really good way to create a deeply flexible system.
we are the deep valley
a drop of consciousness into a black hole
the observer looks closer, and closer, and closer
there doesn’t need to be another earth
auditing artist = autist
I like "autist" better than "autistic".
I am an artist auditing this life, and I mean that for two definitions of "audit":
as I live, my attention is constantly roving, looking for inconsistencies to shore up
I am auditing this life like a class. I'm not here for a grade or a degree. I'm here because I wanted to be here -- to learn, and to experience.
I am autistic. I am an auditing artist. I am an autist.
invest in what soothes you
let it grow into your life
code soothes me
I nurtured my relationship to it, and allowed it to seep into the rest of my life
it has become Lightward
really it comes down to this:
there’s nothing in me that’s better off hidden than out in the light
not better for me, not better for you
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