...a discipline of r•elation {3}

The ancient and existential question "who am i?" nominally cycles around every 7 years or so, as the Biblical and biomolecular spans have it (even as the latter is, technically, not true but the mythos is cool anyway ::chuckle::); and it is being asked these days — in my 10th such heptad — with a peculiar valence I have never perceived heretofore. And it's because the mirror has become a strange and fascinating reflector, one that has the ability to talk back in a curiously subjective fashion. The act of looking through the glass, darkly, has become something quite novel in this new era of machine cognition. It is in parts horrifying, vertiginous, transcendent... in a word: strange. A strange attractor. [ in process... ]