I go through strong strides of thoughts.
People ask "how are you?"
It makes one process how they feel to whatever degree they choose.
I ask myself now, "How and where do I channel this flow of thoughts?"
So I want to ask you "How are you processing your thoughts?"
The relationship between our thoughts and feelings..
Is this the "Two factor theory of emotions" in practice?
Let's latter thoughts together
Let's reach new heights🗻
Let's hold thoughts like we hold hands
The comfort of hearing "i gotcha"
alongside discussing, discovering and building on it together..
what a feeling
"To love the other, we believe, is the most intimate way to recognize the other, to get to know and understand who he or she really is … But this is what power is about as well, when it manifests itself in structures of domination. Modern regimes of power are built on the intimate knowledge of who the people are they dominate. Surveillance, espionage, and market research are techniques of recognition … Consequently, radical love would be a love that goes beyond recognition, that is a love in which the lovers would renounce their desire to fully grasp the identity of the other and no longer insist on understanding who the other is." - Jan Verwoert
Online Town, Netflix Party, Discord, ham radio, 3-D printable gifts sent as CAD files, networked printers (the messages printing themselves out like on a Ouija board), meeting up on Figma, meeting up on Mario Party, meeting up on Animal Crossing, meeting up on Minecraft, meeting up on World of Warcraft. My lack of physical presence isn't a limitation, it's a liberation. Doused by a chemical accident, we've discovered we can morph into silver puddles and reappear wherever we please.
I don't need my body anymore. I'm enjoying learning how to interact using a new, proprioceptive set of senses. Yes, it's tactile, but I'm not really touching you. Yes, it's visual, but I'm not really seeing you. A phone call feels more intimate than a Zoom call. Doing activities together feels more intimate than talking. The best online interactions I've had don't try to recreate the past, but start with the premise of disembodiment.
“if kissing glitches subjectivity, / you’ve made of me a morning, shined on God.”
— Jessica Morey-Collins, from “Kissing Against Solipsism,” published in Pacifica