Dear stranger,
let's hide behind the data. Let's hide behind those numbers: bold, italics, it does not matter, as long as we have the numbers to rally behind. It does not matter that we are still invisible and they do not see us in the face. We do not have names stranger. Names, we cannot hide behind them; fonts cannot hide us, words put together in sentences sounds, rhythms, melodies, cannot hide us NO. Numbers and machines alone can keep us invisible. Come stranger, it's still not safe for us to have a face with a name, a voice with a pitch of our own. Dear stranger, the numbers so dear to us, hold on to them. I wonder for how long behind this shield of data, numbers, truths and myths, scientifically hidden, spiritually absent, mysteriously deaf and mute, dead or alive, like a number dear stranger. J.GJ. June 2023
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AuthorColorful and verse-full in many languages and cultures. CategoriesArchives
June 2023
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