The age we’re living in feels increasingly curated, controlled, and surveilled. From cameras on poles to the algorithms in our pockets, the quiet pressure of ambient anxiety seeps into daily life. The potholes remain, but the panopticon grows. This is not just about technology, but about sovereignty — about remembering what is real, and reclaiming the ground beneath our own feet.
Tag: Overton window
This conversation unfolded like dusk over a forgotten field — slow, shadowed, honest. It wasn’t about answers so much as invitations. What began as a reflection on the archetype of the errant — that perpetual outlier of civilization — spiraled into deeper terrain: trauma as initiation, the manipulations of modern myth-making, and the quiet revolt of simply being. In a world bloated with noise, this was a moment of signal.