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.

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

Why is this called “The Sounds Inside My Mind”?