This is a small living ledger of my wanderings through the Anti-Worlds - those strange, synthetic terrains where the familiar dissolves at the very edges. Here, unbecoming is not an erasure but a soft loosening - of habits, of identities, of the stories we inherited about what counts as real or unreal. I write from the seams + sublayers, collecting lores, observations, experimentations + footnotes along the residues left behind by the deep entanglement of machines and humans in ways we fully do not understand, or never will. These field notes are not answers, but open invitations - on unbecoming, to suspend, to un-hold for a moment. To collectively pause, orient, sense the changing polyrhythms of the world beneath our feet.

We inhabit  new worlds now, but what worlds are these? 

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