I’m finally reconstructing my notes which got fragmented and lost in the digital void (the woes of testing a buggy prototype on oneself). It’s amazing how fragmented I feel when my notes are fragmented/inaccessible. Restoring my data is really about restoring myself to wholeness.

What is a clue but an imperative to investigate deeper? #cluelife

All thought leads to action. All action leads to thought.

You can’t bark up all trees.

Blessed is the balance of more and other

Neologisms are invaluable for anchoring new semiotic affordances.

Insight is an instant with a history

I sometimes give, but I am not a giver. I sometimes love, but I am not a lover. I sometimes make sense, but I am not a sense-maker. I sometimes make change, but I am not a change-maker.

Art is the domain of infinite teleology