Computers are a metaphor for interacting with information, not actual objects, or even software. Software itself tends to be something like how that metaphor is executed - what words are chosen to describe it and their impact on the reader. Computers won’t be around much longer. Late-era Computerism, is how I think of it.

I keep seeing visions of vast shimmering nets descending on everything. Little electronic linking blinking light lines that lay over everything. Each one with a name address URL, each one the beginning itself of something new, a node, and a method of transversing them. Story-lines, how we get from here to there.

RFID chainmail: embedding an entire tapestry with RFID chips, so that each one, as the fabric moves and waves across the surveillance stage, each one sends out a different indifferent identification signal. You’d be able to mark yourself a million times in a million different ways. Waves.

Being able to perceptually hook a word to a moment, to a memory. Like the word “priorities” has come to be for me after a particular incident this summer. Moving baked goods in an armored car. Kissing between the trees.

Concatenating our names together, like a querystring sent up to the Universal Mechanism Which Answers Questions™ The response is this moment, showering down all around us.

Navigation of mixed augmented reality spaces, “realms”, via multi-modal reference point nodes, which act as hinge points, doorways between all overlapping multi-verses, an infinite tapestry of possible viewpoints and narrative conceits holding the whole thing together. Frames of reference. How I see you, and what’s in the way.