I am an input/output machine. I have not been writing enough, that’s because I have not been taking enough in. I need to time to stare at the ceiling. I need to read a paragraph and really pour over it, for thoughts to be extruded out to my mouth. I am letting that happen more.
All my life I have struggled to communicate effectively. Words are vehicles for structured ambiguity, and I always tried to structure my ambiguity to have tight corners, and grippable exoskeletons, so they could be manipulated and reconsidered with ease. I noticed that the vast majority of people tried to communicate with outlines that would requireContinue reading “My Struggle With Literalism”