Paradynamo

The whirling dynamo of creativity is AT LARGE, ONCE AGAIN! Stand aside, ye wastrels of the digital ocean. Behold! Information moves in strange ways, indeed. Brett Wood, indy comic creator, spills the beans about "who dares go there," and "what," pray tell, "is going on?"
Page 2 of The Animist (working title). 
So, WHY would I name a book after the ancient idea of animism? Especially when animism is a pre-scientific, primitive idea? It has to do with my main theme which is “Information moves in strange ways.” Once something is encoded as information, it has a habit of proliferating, sometimes uncontrollably, through the internet, or into a file system, or in an address book, or any physical order etc. It is very interesting. It is almost as if the inanimate chunk of paper that you wrote a note onto is secretly plotting to get into your address book, your phone, or even the lining of your pocket (if you forget to remove it before washing your clothes). Sometimes you think a piece of information is destroyed–such as in the case of an ink and paper note being subjected to the massive entropy of churning water in a washing machine. Other times, the information persists, such as in the case of your washer being overfilled with clothes, and the ink presses hard against the pocket fabric, staining it, and leaving behind a discernable message. Depending on what we regard as information, a detective, trying to reconstruct the events of your last few days, might say that in both cases, we can still see that you had written some kind of note, and washed it in your pocket. While the detective might be better off in the situation where he could read the note on the inside of your pocket, perhaps, one could say that it was of no consequence, and would potentially be a  tantalizing red-herring. Perhaps your own forgetting to take the note out of the pocket was a form of value-based curation, if only by accident, simply because the note was not important enough to remember, and therefore was rendered irrelevant by normal physical routines.

Page 2 of The Animist (working title). 

So, WHY would I name a book after the ancient idea of animism? Especially when animism is a pre-scientific, primitive idea? It has to do with my main theme which is “Information moves in strange ways.” Once something is encoded as information, it has a habit of proliferating, sometimes uncontrollably, through the internet, or into a file system, or in an address book, or any physical order etc. It is very interesting. It is almost as if the inanimate chunk of paper that you wrote a note onto is secretly plotting to get into your address book, your phone, or even the lining of your pocket (if you forget to remove it before washing your clothes). Sometimes you think a piece of information is destroyed–such as in the case of an ink and paper note being subjected to the massive entropy of churning water in a washing machine. Other times, the information persists, such as in the case of your washer being overfilled with clothes, and the ink presses hard against the pocket fabric, staining it, and leaving behind a discernable message. Depending on what we regard as information, a detective, trying to reconstruct the events of your last few days, might say that in both cases, we can still see that you had written some kind of note, and washed it in your pocket. While the detective might be better off in the situation where he could read the note on the inside of your pocket, perhaps, one could say that it was of no consequence, and would potentially be a  tantalizing red-herring. Perhaps your own forgetting to take the note out of the pocket was a form of value-based curation, if only by accident, simply because the note was not important enough to remember, and therefore was rendered irrelevant by normal physical routines.

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