I’ve been letting go of the idea that we all have to get on the same page. Instead I say, let’s get on many different pages, but let them be small, intimate, authentic pages, and then let’s make those pages compelling.

And of all the things we’re dying from tonight, being alive is the strangest. Surviving our histories is the saddest. Time leaves the smallest wounds, and your body, a mortal occasion of timeless law, is all the word I know.

∆ Li-Young Lee, “Changing Places in the Fire” from The Undressing

1. If things emerged as a result of the process of mutual understanding between the human and non-human agents as well as 'matter', what would they be? How would that process look like? What would it lead to?

2. Would I rather stick with the radical and exemplary, or work from collaborative and applicable standpoint from the outset?

I came to understand that identity is not a set of fixed attributes, the unchanging essence of the inner self, but a constantly shifting process of positioning. We tend to think of identity as taking us back to our roots, the part of us which remains essentially the same across time. In fact identity is always a never-completed process of becoming — a process of shifting identifications, rather than a singular, complete, finished state of being.