A digital something

Once a digital something is created, it's almost impossible to destroy. It can't be moved or deleted, only copied or overwritten.

From the moment you click that "Post" button, there's no going back. Your data spreads across the globe and through the sky, distributing and cloning itself into the magnetic voids of the digital universe. Copies are made again and again through creation and collection, active and passive.

Data cannot be held or viewed, only commanded and manipulated. It is a series of actions and their consequences, immutable truths that govern every aspect of our modern lives. It exists in its static form as ones and zeroes, truths and falsehoods, written within the nooks and crannies of recordable surfaces. In transit, data is a wave or a pulse; a vibrating chain of nothingness, traveling through the sky and stars to both nowhere and everywhere in particular.

As the world enters the post-digital age, technology has been absorbed into every aspect of our lives.

Our world is no longer a static place. It exists as connections between the physical and digital universes; synapses between the neurons of our world and the computer's.

On one side of this gap lies humanity. We are an unpredictable mass of good intentions, manipulation, innovation, and luck. Our greatest strength is our intuition. We can make difficult, complex decisions with a very limited number of discrete inputs.

On the other side lies the internet. It is a network of networks of processing units, adept at ignoring monotony and following rules. A computer relies on speed and dissection to give a binary answer to a question. It requires precision and returns it.