Douggins attempts to create a Microcosm, with future intent on sharing thoughts previously reserved in solitary confinement. How do we allow our readings, writings and art forms to be received?

When we move away from abstractions, we get closer to the particulars, and so to the actual felt texture of lived life. Here’s an attempt in prose of doing that.

A reading in honor of Bloom.

What happens when you combine platform co-operatives with the visionary?

What did Milton experience when he dictated Paradise Lost?