diary / by Edward Mullany

That this vantage point has been foisted on us, and is defined by, the ubiquity and unceasingness of the digital fabric where many of us now persist is, I think, evidence of the fact that the categories in which abstract or imaginative or intellectual work finds its domicile are seldom as solid and permanent as they seem, but are, rather, illusory things that we depend on as if they were not illusory, in order that we might get anything done.