when we think of the world's future we always mean the destination. and there was the rest of that thought, left at home, like left-overs for a dog that's not there. i'll call the dog ludwig.

as i suffer a context disorder my suffering becomes my context. disorder becomes my world.


here's the full rest.


when we think of the world's future we always mean the destination it will reach if it keeps going in the direction we can see it going in now; it does not occur to us that its path is not in a straight line but a curve, constantly changing direction.

thank you ludwig wittgenstein.