What a wonderful anarchic space we’ve all created, with these aleatory connections and relations, spinning out discourses that would have never otherwise occurred in the pages of a book, journal, or in a presentation at a conference. And within such a space what is it that emerges, but the logos, the pattern, the agon of its own encounter that could have never been prescribed from the outset and that has no state to regulate it save the state that we produce and undo. Such a marvelous and often upsetting web of relations. I hope only that it grows.
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