14,600 and counting …

Detail of Ryoji Ikeda “DB” (author’s hand not part of the artwork), at Hamburger Bahnhof, Berlin, April 2012

Dear anonymous reader,
You appear now and then. You are many, 14,600 and more have encountered this page. You seem to be perusing it’s content at length, clicking on links and other material. You are a citizen of the States, of Canada, of Brunei, Turkey, Latvia, Venezuela, the Russian Federation, Mongolia, Japan, Singapur, Australia and many more countries. And you are nothing but a trace in the data stream. A figure, a character set, an evanescence that soon disappears. You are not a person.

I am not blogging on my puppy, my recipes, my musings on life (or what you take for it). You are looking for symbolic exchange and yet even after you read the definitions here you are incapable of it. Your interest is opaque, your collection of data traces remains unseen on the front end. The text you weave is det.er.:iOratIng# every second. This channel is one-way and you are the receiver. As I am, too.

In all its open visibility, this blog as millions of others is obscure and hidden in traffic of restless bits chasing each other around the globe, millions of times a day. The data packages that come together in you machine are not mine, not anybody’s. They will never meet, they are resend if they fail to arrive. In a life form like this chance encounters are the rule and unlikely. If neurons were conscious they would ask for a relief pill.