I drove my girls to school this morning.
We looked up at the Puy de Dome, it was covered with snow, there was a pink glint on its whiteness from the rising sun.
We were together gazing up at its beauty. We laughed, I don't remember why.
I can fully understand how mountains are considered sacred places.
I can fully understand how words, numbers, pictures can be considered as a trap.
We talk of technology, I would say that language is a technology.
We don't need smartphones to distance ourselves from reality.
We only need words.
What did Terry quote?
Yes, that's right the word is not the thing.
I am happy to escape from the spreadsheet experiment, that I have been playing with here.
Terry has been playing too, with explain everything. I loved the colour, the movement.
On reflection there was something about all this cell formating lark which made me feel claustrophobic.
Last night I played around with zeega. (hidden link)
I found the result, paranoia inducing, dark.
I have had enough black and white for a while.
I have had enough of cells, of breaking things down to their bones.
I think I am fed up with keyboards, glass screens.
I need texture, grass, wind, sunshine, laughter.
I don't need to talk of connection. I don't need a box, a page, a pen.
Kafka is not good company, he gets under your skin, he gives me the creeps.