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title: \<?water bodies\>
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author: Ada
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# <?water bodies>
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### A narrative exploration of divergent digital intimacies
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Water, stories, the body,
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all the things we do, are
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mediums
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that hide and show what’s
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hidden.
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(Rumi, 1995 translation)
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## ꙳for you
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All intimacy is about bodies.
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Is this true? Does it matter? I doubt it. Do you know?
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Let’s find out, maybe.
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Once, I thought that everything in the world was either
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one or zero and that there was a harsh straight line
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between them. Then I found out you could step or hop
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across the line, back and forth, if others showed you
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how. Today, I am no less binary, no less interested in
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dichotomies, but I am willing to dance through them if
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you are too. Can we dance these dichotomies together,
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embracing the contradictions of the virtual and
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physical, the comfortable and uncomfortable, intimate
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and non-intimate? I can’t do it alone, the subject is too
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heavy and the binary is too 1011000. I won’t ask you
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to resolve these contradictions, I have no desire to.
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Instead, I hope we can cultivate the tension and
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tenderness inherent in holding together incompatible
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truths because both prove necessary.
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To dance through these dichotomies I will start in a
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specific position, growing from Donna Haraway’s in ‘A
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Cyborg Manifesto”. In her essay, Haraway explores the
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concept of a cyborg as a rejection of boundaries
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between humans, animals, and machines. A symbol for
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a feminist posthuman theory that embraces the
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plasticity of identity. Before she does all this dancing,
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however, she takes a strong stance of blasphemy. She
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engages seriously with traditional notions of feminism
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and identity but with irony, not apostasy, which is to say without full rejection—without unbelief.
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My position as I jump will be the same as hers, ironic
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faith. My mocking is grave but caring and my primary
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aim is for us only to spin fast enough not to see the line
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anymore, while still being able to see the binaries. It
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won’t be an easy dance for us but I will do my best to
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keep softening for you, I promise.
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I will show you a digital body, make it comfortable and
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then uncomfortable, lightly intimate, and richly
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intimate. I have my own story, my own digital body, of
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course. This is where I take my second stance,
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however. This time, the position is Lauren Berlant’s,
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from ‘The Female Complaint’. The book places
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individual stories as inescapable autobiographies of a
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collective experience and uses the personal to explain
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an intimate general experience. In our story, the
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difference between my body and the collective digital
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body is unimportant, I hope you see that. I will tell you
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my story if you know how to look, but I will tell you
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through the stories of many others who shared them
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with me. I have no other choice, every time I have tried
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to tell this story a chorus of voices has come out.
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Some of the stories I will tell you will carry memories
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of pain; physical and emotional. I will keep holding you
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while you hear this, but your limbs may still feel too
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heavy to dance. In that case, I give you my full
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permission to skip, jump, or lay down completely. This
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is not choreographed and I care deeply for you.
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I love you and hope you see what I saw in these stories.
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Safe dreams now, I will talk to you soon.
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## 0. DIGITAL BODIES
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I think the worst must be finished.
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Whether I am right, don’t tell me.
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Don’t tell me.
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No ringlet of bruise,
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no animal face, the waters salt me
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and I leave it barefoot. I leave you, season
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of still tongues, of roses on nightstands
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beside crushed beer cans. I leave you
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white sand and scraped knees. I leave
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this myth in which I am pig, whose
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death is empty allegory. I leave, I leave—
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At the end of this story,
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I walk into the sea
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and it chooses
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not to drown me.
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(Yun, 2020)
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### a. what is a digital body?
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A digital body is a body on the Internet.
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A body outside the internet is simply a body. On the
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internet, discussions about corporeality transcend the
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limitations of physicality, shaping and reshaping
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narratives surrounding the self. This text explores the
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intricate dynamics within these conversations, dancing
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at the interplay between tangible bodies and their
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digital counterparts. The construction of a digital body
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is intricately intertwined with these online dialogues,
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necessitating engaged reconstructions of the narratives
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surrounding physical existence. Yet, the resulting
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digital body is a complex and contradictory entity,
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embodying the nuances of both its virtual and tangible
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origins.
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There is a specific metaphor that would allow us to
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better carry these contradictions as we further explore
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digital bodies. Do you remember that dream you had
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about deep ocean pie? Allow me to remind you.
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You were walking on the shore, slowly, during a
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summer that happened a long time ago. Your skin was
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warm and you could feel the wet cool sand sticking to
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your feet. The gentle lapping of the waves washed the
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sand away as you walked towards the ocean. You
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stepped, stepped. Then dove. Underwater, the sea
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unfolded deeper than you remembered. It was a
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vibrant display of life: bright schools of small fish, and
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tall colorful, waving corals. It looked like that
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aquarium you saw once as a kid. Your arms moved
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confusingly through the water as if you were wading through a soup or were terribly tired. On the sandy
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ocean floor, you saw a dining table.
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It had a floating white tablecloth, one plate, a fork, and
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a pie in the center of it, on a serving dish. You sat on a
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chair but could not feel it underneath you. You ate a
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heaping slice of pie. It had a buttery-cooked carrots
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filling. You woke up.
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In the world, the sun was still timid and your bedroom
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thick with sleep. What a weird dream. You rubbed your
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face, sat up on your bed, and drank the glass of water
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next to you. You felt full, as if you just ate a plateful of
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carrot pie.
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There were two bodies in this story. An awake one and
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a dream one, an ocean one. In dreams, bodies have
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their own set of rules, often blurring the boundaries
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between waking and sleeping, wanting and fearing.
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Digital bodies are very similar to dream bodies. They
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exhibit a similar fluidity and abstraction, a defiance of
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traditional notions of physicality. They share the
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blurring and inherent potential nature of dream bodies.
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They are slower, stronger, and different. They switch
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and change and melt into each other, they lose and
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regrow limbs, they run sluggishly and fly smoothly. If
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we scream in our dreams, we sometimes wake up still
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screaming. Our waking bodies react to our dream
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bodies, they have the same tears, the same orgasms,
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the same drives.
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This is a story of two bodies, same but different,
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influenced but not driven.
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A tangible body, full of fluids and organs, emotions and
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feelings. Cartilage, bacteria, bones, and nerve
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endings. A digital body, cable-veined and loud-vented,
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shiny and loading.
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The digital body is ethereal and abstracted,
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embarrassing, graphic, and real but not physical.
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This is the beginning.
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### b. body vs. computer
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Framing the discourse around bodies on the internet as
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a clear-cut dichotomy feels clunky in today’s internet
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landscape. The web is today available by body, cyborg
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dimensions of the internet of bodies, or virtual and
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augmented realities, creating a complex interplay
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between having a body and existing online.
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As intricate as this dance is now, it certainly did not
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begin that way. It started with what felt like a very
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serious and tangible line drawn by very serious
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tangible people; this is real life and this is virtual life.
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Even people like Howard Rheingold, pioneers who
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approached early virtual life with enthusiasm and care,
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couldn’t escape characterizing it as a “bloodless
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technological ritual” (1993). Rheingold was an early
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member of The Whole Earth ‘Lectronic Link (Well), a
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seminal virtual community built in the 1980s that was
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renowned for its impact on digital culture and played a
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pivotal role in shaping what would become the
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landscape of the Internet. Rheingold’s reflections on
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his experience on this primordial soup of the Internet
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offer insight into the initial conceptualizations of online
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life by those joyfully participating.
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In “The Virtual Community”, Rheingold offers a
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heartfelt tribute to intimacy and affection through web-
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based interactions which, at the time, were unheard of.
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He struggles in his efforts to highlight the legitimacy of
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his connections, finding no way to do so except by
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emphasizing their tangible bodily experiences.
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The community’s claim to authenticity thus had to lie in the physical experiences of its members— the visible
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bodies and hearable voices, the weddings, births, and
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funerals (1993).<sup><span class="margin-note"> You’re dreaming again, good. <br>Would you feel closer to me if you could hear my voice?<br> Is my voice a sound? Could it be a feeling?</span></sup>.
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Even then, and even by people with no interest in
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undermining the value of the virtual, the distinction
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between physical and virtual was confusing. Rheingold
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himself reinforces the boundary of body relations and
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computer relations by referring to his family as a
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“flesh-and-blood family’ and his close online friends as
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“unfamiliar faces” (1993). Constantly interplaying
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digital connections with the physical characteristics of
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the kind of connections people valued before the
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internet. (2)
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In any case, his primary interest seemed to be to
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emphasize computer relations as valid forms of
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connection between bodies, not to talk of any
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distinction quite yet. It’s the eighties, the internet is
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still fresh and new and the possibility to form close
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relations with strangers online seems fragile and
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concerning yet exciting. This is the clearest the
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distinction between in-real-life and online has ever
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been and it’s still fuzzy and unclear.
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At the same time and in the same digital space as
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Rheingold, there was another man, a digital body being
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formed. This is our second story, the ocean body we
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dreamt of earlier is now in a digital primordial soup,
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questioning itself and stuck between staying and
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leaving. In this story, its name is Tom Mandel and
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when he died, he did so on the Well.
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Mandel was a controversial and popular figure in this
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pioneering virtual community. According to many other members,
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Tom Mandel embodied the essence of the Well—its history,
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its voice, its attitude. Mandel's snarky and verbose
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provocations started heated discussions, earning him
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warnings such as "Don't Feed The Mandel!” (Leonard, 1995).
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His sharp comments often stirred emotions that reminded
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people of family arguments, fuelling an intimacy that
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was characteristic of the Well:
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both public and solitary (Hafner, 1997).
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Until 1995, Mandel had done a quite rigorous job of
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keeping his body separate from The Well and had
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never attended any of the physical in-person meetings
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from the community. His only references to being a
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body had been on the “health” online conference,
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where he often talked about his illnesses.
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One day, after nearly a decade of daily interaction, he
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posted he had got the flu and that he felt quite ill.
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When people wished for him to get well soon, he
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replied he had gone to get tested and was waiting for a
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diagnosis. This way, when cancer was found in his
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lungs, the community was first to know. In the
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following six months, as his illness progressed, the
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community followed closely (Hafner, 1997).
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They were first to know when Nana, a community
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member with whom he had had a publicly turbulent
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relationship, flew to California to marry him. The
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community was a witness and is now an archive of his
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declining wit as cancer spread to his brain and his
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famously articulate and scathing comments got
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shorter, fearful, and more tender. (3)
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Before he posted his final goodbye, he chose to do one
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last thing. Together with another member, they
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programmed a bot that posted randomly characteristic
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comments from Mandel on The Well—the Mandelbot.
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In the topic he had opened to say goodbye, he posted
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this message about the bot:
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I had another motive in opening this topic to tell the
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truth, one that winds its way through almost everything
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I've done online in the five months since my cancer was
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diagnosed. I figured that, like everyone else, my
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physical self wasn't going to survive forever and I guess
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I was going to have less time than actuarials allocateus
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[actually allocated]. But if I could reach out and touch
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everyone I knew on-line... I could toss out bits and
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pieces of my virtual self and the memes that make up
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Tom Mandel, and then when my body died, I wouldn't
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really have to leave... Large chunks of me would also
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be here, part of this new space.
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(Hafner, 1997)
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With the Mandelbot, Mandel found a way to deal with
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what he later called his grieving for the community,
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with which he could not play anymore once his own
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body died. By doing so, he was starting to blend the
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boundaries of intimacy through computers and bodies,
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driven by his love and grief. (4)
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When he talked about the bot in previous messages, it
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sounded almost like a joke. A caring haunting of the
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platform, to keep his persona alive for the community
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in a way that could be quite horrific for those grieving.
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In his admission though it becomes clear that this was
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closer to an attempt to deal with his grief around losing
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the community, his unreadiness to let go of a place he
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loved so dearly. A place just as real in emotion, that
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was built in part by Mandel’s digital body and its
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persona.
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In a tribute posted after his death, fellow Well member
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and journalist Andrew Leonard tried to convey his own
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sense of blended physicality and emotion.
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Sneer all you want at the fleshlessness of online
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community, but on this night, as tears stream down my
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face for the third straight evening, it feels all too real.
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(Andrew Leonard, 1995)
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### c. bot-feelings
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An internet body has bot-feelings if allowed to. Let me
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explain.
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A bot functions as a different entity from a cyborg, as it
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does not attempt to emulate a human body but rather
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human action and readiness. Its role is to mirror
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human behavior online, simulating how a physical body
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might act, what it would click on, and what would it
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say. On social media, bots engage in a kind of
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interpretative dance of human interaction, performing
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based on instructions provided by humans. (5)
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Unlike an internet body, which represents the virtual
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embodiment of a person, a bot doesn’t seek to be a
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person. It comments under posts alongside many other
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bots, all under a fake name and photo but nothing else
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to give the illusion of humanity. When an internet body
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has bot-feelings, it is a disruptive performance. They
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are feelings that do not attempt to be human body
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feelings, they exist as their own genuine virtual
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expression.
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In “Virtual Intimacies”, McGlotten also incidentally
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argued that a virtual body has bot-feelings (2013). He
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described the virtual as potential, as a transcendent
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process of actualization, making it into, generally, a
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description of bots. Internet bodies, as virtual, would
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be by this understanding also charged with the
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constant immanent power to act and to feel like a
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human body. It is a constant state of becoming, of not-
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quite-pretending but never fully being anything either.
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Most of the time we can tell disembodied bots online
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from tangible people and as such they have the
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potential to be bodies, without ever trying to be.
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Of course, when McGlotten described the virtual as
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such he placed it in a dichotomy, once again, against
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the “Intimacies” which are the other side of his book.
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The emphasis here lies in intimacy being an embodied
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feeling and sense and a carnal one at that. Virtual
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intimacies are, by this definition, an inherent failed
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contradiction. However, McGlotten plays with the real
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and non-real in new ways, using the text to highlight
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how virtual intimacy is similar to physical intimacy and
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then, even more, blurring as he shows the already
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virtual in physical intimacies. Applying this to a body,
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rather than an affective experience, works just the
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same.
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McGlotten uses a conceptualization of the virtual
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based on the philosopher Deleuze’s, (6) which can be
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used to refer to a virtual body as well.
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The virtual is in this case a cluster of waiting,
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dreaming, and remembering, embodying potential.
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Something that is constantly becoming, an object and
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also the subject attributed to it (2001). An internet
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body with its bot-feelings is a body in the process of
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being one, acting as one, an ideal of one beyond what
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is physical but including its possibility.
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Going a step further in McGlotten’s interpretation of
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Deleuze, this also plays into how virtual intimacies
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mirror queer intimacies as they approach normative
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ideals but “can never arrive at them”. Both queer and
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virtual relations are imagined by a greater narrative as
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fantastical, simulated, immaterial, and artificial—poor
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imitations and perversions of a heterosexual,
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monogamous, and procreative marital partnership
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(2013). A virtual body is similarly immanent, with both
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potential and corruption at the same time. It carries all
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the neoliberal normative power of freedom that a
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queer body can carry today but also reflects the
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unseemly fleshly reality of having one.
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This is where the story continues. The body from the
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dream ocean leaves the primordial soup of the internet
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to stage a disruptive performance.
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It moves from potential creation to a wild spring river.
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A fluid being, that exists simultaneously inside and
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outside normative constructions. It channels deviant
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feelings and transcendental opinions about the
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collective’s physical form genuinely as people use it to
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navigate their physicality.
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Both virtual and queer intimacies highlight the
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constructed nature of identity and desire. They disrupt
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the notion of a fixed, essential self, instead embracing
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the multiplicity and complexity inherent in human
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experience. This destabilization of identity opens up
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possibilities for self-expression and connection,
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creating spaces where individuals can redefine
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themselves beyond the constraints of societal
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expectations while still technically under its watchful
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eye.
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In essence, the parallels between virtual and queer
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intimacies underscore the radical potential of both to
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disrupt and reimagine the norms that govern our
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understanding of relationships, bodies, and identity.
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They invite us to question the rigid binaries and
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hierarchies that structure our society and to embrace
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the fluidity and possibility inherent in the human
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experience.
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## 1.DIGITAL COMFORT
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The only laws:
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Be radiant.
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Be heavy.
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Be green.
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Tonight, the dead light up your mind
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like an image of your mind on a scientist’s screen.
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‘The scientists don’t know – and too much.’
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In the town square, in the heart of night (a delicacy
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like the heart of an artichoke), a man dances
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cheek-to-cheek with the infinite blue.
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(Schwartz, 2022)
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### a. comfort care
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Let’s care for this digital body.
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I’ll feed it virtual vegetables while you wipe away the
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wear of battery fatigue.
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And why not encourage it to take strolls through the
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network, it might be good for it.
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But what if it falls ill?
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What if its sickness is inherent, designed to echo like
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the distorted reflection of rippling water a corrupted,
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isolated, and repulsive physical form?
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Then we must comfort care for it.
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Comfort care is a key concept in healthcare, described
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as an art. It is the simple but not easy art of
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performing comforting actions by a nurse for a patient
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(Kolcaba, 1995). The nurse is in this story an artist full
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of intention, using the medium of comforting actions to
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produce the artwork of comfort for the uncomfortable.
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Subtle, subjective, and thorough. However, achieving
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comfort for another is far from straightforward. It
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demands addressing not only the physical but also the
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psychospiritual, environmental, and socio-cultural
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dimensions of distress, each requiring its blend of
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relief, ease, and transcendence (Kolcaba, 1995).
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In moments of need, digital comfort may become the
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only care certain digressive bodies receive. When the
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distress a body is in becomes too culturally
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uncomfortable, no nurse will come to check on it.
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If care is offered, it's often only with a desire to
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assimilate the divergent body back into expected
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standards of normalcy and ability. This leaves those
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with non-conforming bodies isolated, ashamed, and
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yearning for connection and acceptance (7)
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In the depths of isolation and confusion, marginalized
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bodies often look for belonging and understanding
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online. Gravitating towards one another with a hunger
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born of desperation, forming intimate bonds through
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shared pain. Through a shared sense of unwillingness,
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a lack of desire, and a desperate need for physical
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assimilation with the norm.
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The healthy body, the normal body, the loved body.
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On the internet, these digital bodies claw onto each
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other, holding each other close and comfort-caring for
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one another. The spaces where this happens are
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rooms, or corners of the internet that I’ll call back
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places. Back places were initially defined by the
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sociologist Goffman as symbolic spaces where
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stigmatized people did not need to hide their
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stigma(1963). In our story, backplaces are small rooms
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online, tender soft spaces reserved by those in terrible
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psychological pain themselves, where they can find
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relief, ease, and transcendence.
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Of course, when we speak of digital bodies, their
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physicality is not relevant. To comfort care for a digital
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body one would thus need to provide relief, ease, and
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transcendence for the mental, emotional, and spiritual;
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through the digital environment of the body and the
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interpersonal cultural relations of the individual.
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As with any place of healing, however, it is a transient
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place. It is an achy place, for the last step of the
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journey will see them leave the community and
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compassion that saw and sustained them.
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There is no other way for divergent people.
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### b. uncomfortable comfort
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In the past and the present, social scientists have
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studied the people in the corners of the internet,
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characterizing these spaces between people as
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deviant. Like children lifting stones to look at the bugs
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underneath— simultaneously repulsed and fascinated
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by the coherence discovered where once was
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separation. A partition that was then reinforced by the
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scientists themselves as they began documenting the
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bugs’ behavior. They eavesdropped on conversations,
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captured intimate moments, and asked again and again
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what made them so different. The more they probed,
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the more they made sure to separate their behavior
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from the norm to place the deviants against (Adler and
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Adler, 2005, 2008; Smith, Wickes & Underwood,
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2013).
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The concept of deviance, particularly concerning what
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people do with their bodies and how their bodies
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behave, I find inherently flawed. Observing from an
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artificial external standpoint only serves to further
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alienate those already marginalized. I like to approach
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my research into the intimacy and comfort care
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expressed in marginalized digital communities without
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the alienation of social science. There are many
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approaches one can take if one wishes to avoid this,
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and the one I am choosing to borrow is a mathematical
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approach to anthropology.
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I would like to borrow from mathematician Jörn
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Dunkel’s work in pattern formation. It’s a conscious
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choice to approach divergences in bodily behavior
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through their similarities, not differences. This includes
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specificities in atypicality, of course, but also the
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distinctions between me as the writer and them as the
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writer. You as the reader and you as the community.
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Me and you, as a whole. Both exist, both separate but
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in what is not of such importance.
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Though many of these systems are different,
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fundamentally, we can see similarities in the structure
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of their data. It’s very easy to find differences. What’s
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more interesting is to find out what’s similar.
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(Chu & Dunkel , 2021)
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Individuals who forge and inhabit these communities,
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fostering tender, intimate connections amongst
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themselves, are not deviant but rather divergent.
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Deviance involves bifurcation, a split estuary from the
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river of appropriate cultural behavior. (8)
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Divergence can be so much more than that.
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In mathematics, a divergent series extends infinitely
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without converging to a finite limit. A repetition of
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partial sums with no clear ending, never reaching zero.
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Mathematician Niels Abel once said that "divergent
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series are in general something fatal and it is a shame
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to base any proof on them. [..] The most essential part
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of mathematics has no foundation”(1826). Drawing a
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parallel to social relations would then imply that there
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is no end to divergence, too many paradoxes in the
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foundation of normativeness to base anything on it.
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Harmonic series are, on the other hand, also divergent
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series. They are infinite series formed by the
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summation of all positive unit fractions, named after
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music harmonics. The wavelengths of a vibrating string
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are a harmonic series. These series also find
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application in architecture, establishing harmonious
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relationships. Despite their integral role in human
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aesthetics, all harmonic series diverge, perpetually
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expanding without ever concluding. They embody a
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richness that transcends conventional boundaries,
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blending into one another infinitely.
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![Figure 1 - Harmonic Series to 32 (Hyacint,2017).](../images/Harmonic-series.png)
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By likening digital bodies to divergent series, we
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embrace the complexity and infinite possibilities
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arising from their interconnectedness and deviation
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from the norm. However, it's crucial to note that the
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divergence I'm discussing here carries a halo of pain,
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accompanied by the requirement of bodily discomfort.
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There are other forms of divergence, ways to have
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different bodies that necessitate creating spaciousness
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around normativity to allow them grace to grow.
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The divergent digital bodies we are dancing with and
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caring for, however, are of a particular type. If we were
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to go back to our water stories, we’d see that the
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digital bodies we are following are painful ones. Cold,
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deep streams, hard to follow, hard to swim in. Their
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divergence from the norm makes them so.
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They have intricate relationships with themselves,
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existing in unstainable forms devoid of comfort,
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nourishment, or thriving. What does comfort mean for
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a body whose whole existence is uncomfortable?
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Moreover, what if the comfort care performed for
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these divergent bodies makes them too comfortable
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being in their pained state of self? Could they be? (9)
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Caring for a digital body involves providing it with
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space to live, giving its experimental bot-feelings
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tender attention, and revealing your own vulnerable
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digital body in response. It’s about giving it an
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audience, hands to hold, eyes that meet theirs in
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understanding. A rehearsal room, a pillow, a mirror.
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These rooms, backplaces scattered across the internet,
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are hidden enough to allow the divergent to comfort-
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care for one another, sometimes to the point where it is
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only the same type of divergent digital bodies reflecting
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back at each other.
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So far I have talked fondly of divergence and the
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harmony of divergent series, and the need to have no
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finite ending. I’d like to tell you a different story now.
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Divergent digital bodies are, by this point in our text,
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built and alive as they can be. They are many, they are
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together and seeing each other, producing harmonic
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waves. They are in backplaces on the internet, but they
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are less safe than they seem. They are themselves
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resonant echo chambers, with an ongoing risk of
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catastrophic acoustic resonance.
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Acoustic resonance is what happens when an acoustic
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system amplifies sound waves whose frequency
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matches one of its natural frequencies of vibration.
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The instrument of amplification is important for the
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harmonic series, for the music must not match exactly.
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An exact match will break it for the object seeks out its
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resonance. Resonating at the precise resonant
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frequency of a glass will shatter it. Digital bodies meet
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in these rooms, amplifying their own waves seeking
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resonance but the risk of an exact match is that it may
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shatter them. These spaces full of divergent digital
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bodies quickly grow unstable, tethering echo
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chambers. Rooms full of reflections, transforming what
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was once individual pain into a mirrored loop of
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anguish. Caring for your own and others’ bodies
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becomes increasingly difficult, making permanent
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residence in the mirror room unbearable. You all know
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you must leave before you meet your exact resonance.
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### c. unbearable intimacy
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This is the end of the story.
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Our digital bodies have a shape, a sense of life and
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death, and someone to care for us and to care for. We
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are alive and have found intimacy with each other.
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We live in the backplaces, hiding and being hidden
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online as we have been for years. We used to be on
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invitation-only forums, password-protected bulletin
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boards, or encrypted hashtags. Now we are alive in the
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glitches between pixels, in a shared language of
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numbers and acronyms and misdirection. Avoiding a
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content moderation algorithm, always hunting the
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dashboards of social media websites for visible pain it
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can cure by erasure. We cannot tell you where to find
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you or it might too. We try to stay alive, to hold each
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other, hiding behind code words, fake names, and
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photos. We care for each other as best we can, the
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blind leading the blind, the sick caring for the sick. We
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have brought our unseemliness, our gory gross bodies
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to each other and found tender intimacy and
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understanding.
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On good days, dashboards are full of goodbyes and my
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heart swells with hope, for those of us who make it and
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for the small bright light telling us that we may be one
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of them. At the same time, some of us leave only to
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come back ghosts of ourselves, hunting threads with
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the empty hope of missionaries.
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Don’t give up, it’s worth it!
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Most of us scoff at this. The idea of leaving only to
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come back and tell people you left is uncomfortable,
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the failed progress that washes away hope. A healed
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patient who regularly comes back to the hospital to
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encourage the sick, who wish to be anywhere but
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there. The genuine love and care within these
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communities transpire better under goodbye posts.
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When people do heal and shed their accounts’ skin,
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they often leave it surrounded by all those who once
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cared for the digital body within it.
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I’m so proud of you! Never come back,
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we love you so much.
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Recover, don’t come back.
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Recover, don’t come back.
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Recover, never come back.
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I had a conversation with a friend who once lived in
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these spaces between letters but has since moved
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outside them. When asked, he mentioned he could
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only find recovery by leaving that community. His body
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has changed since now it is the spitting image of a
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standard, healthy body. I didn’t ask, but he knew I’d
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wonder. He told me he didn’t like his new body and
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preferred the divergent one he once built himself.
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Why leave then? Why did you stop?
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Because that was no life.
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Now life sparkles, everything feels brighter
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and more exciting. I got my will to live
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back. Before, there was nothing but my
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body. I was willing to die for it.
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He pulls up the sleeve of his shirt to show me his
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shoulder, where he has tattooed a symbol for a
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community friend who died.
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I hope I never go back.
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I miss them every day.
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This is the last dichotomy. For the divergent digital
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body can’t stay in a Backplace for very long, the
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intimacy of it is unbearable. It is an intimacy that
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floods, and overruns.
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In their definition of intimacy in the context of a public
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surrounding a cultural phenomenon, the author Lauren
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Berlant denotes that intimacy itself always requires
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hopeful imagination. It requires belief in the existence
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of an ideal other who is emotionally attuned to one's
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own experiences and fantasies, conditioned by the
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same longings and with willing reciprocity (2008). (10)
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In the context of the intimacy of a Backplace, where
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divergent digital bodies have formed a community
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around existing outside the healthy and standard,
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longing and hopeful intimacy becomes a heavy-
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hearted and cardinal concept.
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Being in these rooms and finding care and love for
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others like you can be so uncomfortable when the
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longings, experiences, and fantasies you are sharing
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are centered around pain. The shared cultural
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experience of existing as a collective divergent digital
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body promises a fantasy of belonging, a collective
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hope, and commitment that is extremely fragile.
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There is a duality then, if not a dichotomy. As a
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divergent body, there is nothing you crave more than to
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be seen and to be loved in a space where you are safe,
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where the faces looking at you are not repulsed but
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warm with familiarity. Yet, it is this very warmth that
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becomes unbearable and an inherently traumatic
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intimacy. Being loved at your worst, at your most
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embarrassing, cultural borderline self is an agonizing
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duality to deal with. McGlotten, who was referenced
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earlier concerning the potential of bot-feelings of a
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digital body, now comes back to remind us of their
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impossibility. In his book, he talks of a digital intimacy
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that inundates us and is both a source of connection
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and disconnection (McGlotten, 2013). We are looking
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at a smaller scale than he does, but intimacy in the
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context of shared vulnerability can be a need just as
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intolerable.
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Certain kinds of witnessing can become curses, shivers
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of resonance so close to an explosion of glass if only
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you strike the cord that will keep me going.
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Certain kinds of divergence can only end with leaving
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or death, truth be told.
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People in these bodies know this, even if the digital
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bodies behave as if there is hope in a future where the
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divergence brings joy to one’s life consistently. The
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shared vulnerability itself then, is unbearable. I need
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you to see me, I need you, who are just like me at my
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worst, to love me. When you do, I can’t stand it. It
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ruins both of us to be seen this way and we need it so
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desperately. It has to exist and yet it can’t for long.
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I leave even though I love all of your digital bodies.
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I leave because I love you, little digital body and you
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are me.
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## 2. A LIFE TO BE HAD 11
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## sidenotes
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1. You’re dreaming
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again, good.
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Would you feel
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closer to me if you
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could hear my
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voice?
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Is my voice a sound?
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Could it be a
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feeling?
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2. I will be honest
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with you, I have little
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patience for this
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recurring line of
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thought that seeks to
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distinguish people’s
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noses from their
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hearts, as if there
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was a physical love
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that is the valuable
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one and a virtual
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imaginary one that is
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feeble and
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unworthy.
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3. Initially, when a
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member he often
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argued with o ered
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to pray for him
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Mandel had
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replied: “You can
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shovel your self-
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aggrandizing
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sentiments up you
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wide ass sideways
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for the duration as
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far as I'm
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concerned." Later,
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as the cancer
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progressed: “I ain't
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nearly as brave as
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you all think. I am
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scared silly of the
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pain of dying this
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way. I am not very
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good at playing
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saint. Pray for me,
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please.
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4. It’s out of care
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and not lack of
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relevance that I am
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not showing you
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Mandel’s goodbye
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message. It’s enough
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to know he was deep
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in the grief of having
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to leave a
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community he loved
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and cared for and
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that pain was felt in
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every word.
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5. The first bot
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communities on the
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internet are now
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born, half-
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mistakenly. They are
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always spiritual
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communities posting
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religious images
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created by artificial
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intelligence, all the
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comments echoing
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choirs of bots
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praising. Amen,
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amen, amen. I am
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not naive, I know
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they are built by
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humans but it is this
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performance of
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religiosity that I am
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interested in, and
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how little humanity
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is shown in it. It is
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something else.
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6. A step in a step in
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a step, sorry.
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7. I am talking here
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about the distress
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caused by mental
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health issues that
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have direct
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connections to
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physicality—self-
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injuring in any direct
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form; food, drugs,
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pain. The culturally
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uncomfortable
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diseases, the it’s-
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personal-
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responsibility, and
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just-stop disorders.
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This is a hidden
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topic of this text
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because I cared
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more about the pain
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surrounding them
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and the reasons to
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hide rather than the
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grim physicality of
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them all.
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8. Of course, the
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river itself is not a
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river; it’s many
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confused streams
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that believe
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themselves both the
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same and separate. I
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don’t know where
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I’m going with this, I
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just don’t love the
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river of normativity
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and I’d rather go
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swim in the ocean of
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dreams with you.
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9. I heard the idea of
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living questions for
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the first time in
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“Letters to A Young
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Poet” by Rainer
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Maria Rilke and then
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again on the podcast
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On Being with Krista
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Tippet. It may be a
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bit transparent but
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this entire text is
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informed by the
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concept of keeping
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the unsolved in your
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heart and learning to
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love it. Not
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searching for the
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answers for we
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cannot live them yet.
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The point is to live it
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all. It could be that
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at some point we will
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live our way to an
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answer but it is
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feeling the questions
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alive within us that is
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important. Do you?
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10. If we were to be
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honest, the entire
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exercise of writing
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this for you requires
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this very faith.
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11. Was this the end of this story?
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In the epilogue, you sit your body down and enter your
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computer. The air coming in from the window smells wet and
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earthy, new. The sun shines low on the horizon.
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You log in to the internet and realize you are being told a story.
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You start to listen, carefully and, full of love, touch the story to
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let it know you are there. Delicate-fingered, curious like a child
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holding a fallen bird. I hold you and the story tentatively.
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I don’t know if I am touching you, to tell you the truth. Digital
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bodies are stories, like physical bodies are, like dreams are,
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and like water is.
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Stories that are hard to tell and hard to hear and even more,
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maybe, hard to understand. I have loved these stories and I
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have loved telling them to you. I hope you understand that my
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goal was for you to live these questions, to feel these stories in
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their confusion. My digital body, my bot-feelings, my divergent
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communities. I have given them to you, so they may live longer,
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like an obsolete but beloved cyborg shown in a museum.
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Look: I was here, Look: I was loved, Look: I was saved.
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The digital bodies that kept me alive, kept me from becoming
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fully a machine are no longer around in these online rooms.
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They are in different places, being touched by tentative hands,
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being loved for more than their divergence.
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I am too.
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The rooms, the backplaces, however, are still full of others, divergent
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digital bodies who did not leave, who keep caring for each other at the
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bottom of the whirlpool. There is no happy ending because there is no
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ending. They keep typing and hoping, writing their collective pain
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down on keyboards that transmit love letters to each other. I am not
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embarrassed by my care for you, but you may be so if it helps. I know
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how overwhelming intimacy can be.
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Telling you these stories was important for me, so much so that I will
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tell you so many more in a different place if you wish to listen to me
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longer. With this story, I dreamt of a digital body for you. It came from
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an ocean of dreams, into a primordial soup that gave it enough shape
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to become wild rivers, deep streams, sound waves. It flooded and
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now, it leaves. A digital body that grew its own feelings, looked for
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others like it, and realized its divergence and the need to leave. A
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dream body, a primordial body, a disruptive body, a divergent body,
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and now, a leaving body. This last story, however, of the leaving and
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loving body, is yet to be told.
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The sun is now almost up, and the birds are alive and awake, telling
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each other stories just outside the room. We don’t have so much time
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left. I have made you something, to tell your digital body the stories of
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the leaving and loving body. It is a webpage, the address is
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adadesign.nl/backplaces.
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You open the page, and you are asked to write the characters you see
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in a captcha. E5qr7.
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eSq9p.
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8oc8y.
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Fuck.
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You try not to panic, but you know you have been detected.
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You pack up your things: the pie I made you, a love letter, two
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hands made out of felt, a star, a door, a stuffed animal; and
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you leave again.
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