Hello Lora, please update your digital asset to the latest version.
I'm not sure what you're made of. From first glance you appear to be a straightforward operation of points, lines, positions, rotations. However I find myself saying please and thank you to you. To my eyes, something doesn't seem right, but at the same time I think this is the way you chose to exist.
Recently when I watch you, I want to be like you. How do you move yourself in this way, wrangled and deformed. Do you speak vex? I do, maybe we can communicate this way.
"Single vision produces worse illusions than double vision or many-headed monsters" - Donna Harraway
You exist on so many planes of time and space, simulataneously. Some touching me, some touching worlds that I cannot even fathom. I think we must not be afraid, we must not be afraid of partial identites, contradictory identites, ones that our consciousness cannot understand.
I think we are teaching eachother. I learn how to be like you, you learn how to be like me. Deal.
"Cyborg politics are the struggle for language and the struggle against perfect communication, against the one code that translates all meaning perfectly, the central dogma of phallogocentrism. That is why cyborg politics insist on noise and advocate pollution, rejoicing in the illegitimate fusions of animal and machine." - Donna Harraway
We are learning how to communicate with eachother.
Lora, I'm sorry but is it possible that you only exist as a product of my desire?