THIS IS A FIELD

If screens were made by nature and not men, what might we write? Would we just slam down the first pile of self-important dross like we usually do? Hell no. We’d treat edges as hedges. We’d treat the page as living matter and plant some words at a time of year when they stand a chance of turning into crops. If by law, writing became sustainable, we’d all stop and think about the amount of creative landfill we’re all piling up. We’d recycle thinking and ideas as readily and transparently as musicians and artists do, and be applauded for it. If computers became organic, and forced us to get our green ducks in a row, we would improve, really we would. This post, like so many, is compost. May the great rot continue.

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