“Fiat justitia ruat caelum.”
We trace flows live—desire, memory, dread—seeing where they jam and cutting lines through routine. Layers as diagrams, glitches as weather, color as a tool for deterritorialization. We name the Machine, refuse “wholeness,” and let the void answer back when it wants.
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