agency versus structure

There are gaps. Of knowledge. Of systemic completeness. And.

These days I feel that this is where we are dancing, either the gap itself, or at least dancing all-about the gap/s, pivoting around and roundabout… —from the logical hindsight of yesterday into a hangover of that logic/determinism/detmination with whatever it is we dance/live/thunk/feel/intend into the morning.

That threshold between our preferences served as order and the edge of chaos. The qualia we feel, ever hoping it is not fear.

It's like we cannot see how we see, but take credit for he dawn, while blaming the shadows for the pain when we stub our toes.

Either the shadow has our own agency and is a demon that is out to get us, because us. Or the shadow is some structure (emergent or top-down) that oppresses us, because them.

See?

We might be magic, but magical thinking is no such thing.

This is a reboot of one on substack.com, January 2024.

This post has been allocated to those also on the… —gap. See also Agency.