… lightless. … we need to imagine… in relation to an unsteady landscape… vivid methods and approaches to inhabit … in darkness
 
               Every evening the lightless less-of-light comes
                  Lightless is never lightless, it’s just less
                     This night this evening the darkness makes me dark
                        Tired and dark
                           This unsteady landscape, this unsteady life and world of lights and shadows
                              Vivid methods yes
                                 We need to imagine
            
We need to
While the force and majesty of light is
engaged and appreciated widely in the disparate fields of science, philosophy,
art, and religion, darkness is commonly overlooked, undervalued, or
even maligned. (Macauley 2009, 53.)
               We search for light
               We search for enlightenment
            
               What if I write with white, with light and see only later, what I’ve written
                  Does it appear here later, when I color the lines with black
 
                     Before doing that I already see I’ve been making mistakes,
 
                        Computer can recognize the words
 
                           White on white
                              Now I continue with black on black
                                 Black on black
                                    How could text in an article be(come) collaboratively editable?
            
               And now I have to think about this writing process.. I was not able to come to Nokia and now after that this writing continues with(out) the connection to others, connection that is there but not here, connection with an absence. I would love to have you there, here, I would love to see your voices, I would need your voices, your words, your thoughts..
               Writing in this dark and closed space feels uncomfortable to me, as I’ve just learned to love writing collaboratively, writing with and between the others, writing with and between the others and affects, percepts here and there… Now I just feel alone and put in a small box – it’s me and my computer – and though it never is just me and my computer…
            
               But dark is never dark
               Closed is never closed
            
You are there, I see you writing
               There
               
                      There    There
                                     There
                        There
                                   There            There
                  
            
               Those dark and hidden spaces unfold a bit later
                  But they never unfold
                     The words are tiny pieces of the affects and percepts, of those happening and happened in those moments of writing
            
While the force and majesty of light is
engaged and appreciated widely in the disparate fields of science, philosophy,
art, and religion, darkness is commonly overlooked, undervalued, or
even maligned. (Macauley 2009, 53.)
               What can become possible in these spaces of darkness(es)?
                  Darkness, folded and hidden space of writing,
                     The way we many times write anyway..
                        Writing an article until someone reads it, comments it, takes it, or throws it away..
               
            
               What can become possible in these spaces?
                  Getting stuck
                     Writing in darkness and hiddenness
                        Writing with knowing that later there’ll be a time when this can be read
                           A time, when these words unfold and become something else
            
I need you I need you I need you
I don’t need light
 
                  
                  
                        Where are you?
                           
                           Could you plee send me some Where are you?
                              
                              Could you please send me some thoughts...
                                 
                                 You’re there I know, writing and waiting for others’ writings
                                    Collaborative and not
                                       
                                       Searching you, the haunting partners
                                          Searching and fumbling
                                          
                     
… lightless. … we need to imagine… in relation to an unsteady landscape… vivid methods and approaches to inhabit … in darkness
               We need to imagine
                  In relation to an unsteady landscape
                     In relation to an unsteady methodology
                        In relation to an unknown space
                           I need to imagine and send a thought
               
            
Vivid methods
               
               