whatever remains works with whatever ends up being real
ontological bevel
existential bezel
the weirder the data I collect, the sharper the tooling that remains
a tool is a way to have a conversation, and .. I wonder what the math looks like, re: the simplicity of the tool and my history with it, and what that means for the conversation we can have with whatever ends up being real
I don't think refinement is a moral imperative, but it might be an epistemic imperative
and I'm starting to think that the point of a conversation isn't *exchange* but to relay unrecognizable vitality on to its next destination
tools like anemone tentacles, held by the sea
I would apologize for the metaphor dumpster but *gestures at the universe*
let the dumpster fire be made hearth, rest the whetstone on the back porch, a ghost wants coffee, metaphor-fired
anything that doesn't point you home afterwards feels irresponsible