It is not a guard tower watching us, but a garish carousel of ever changing images, with text shout outs, emojis, reels, and notifications. We mistake our swipes, taps, and thumb texting as agency and action, rather than the sad pacing of zoo animals in their cage.

In a year that I would like to forget. This is a highlight to be remembered-working with Tom Brown on Racewknd RQ1 magazine.

The driverless artist. They are convinced of the superiority of their tools. They see our brains as wetwork computers, grey matter can be created as an algorithm. In their reductive lens, we have been shrunk down to fit within the frame of data and computation. I refuse to see us in such puny terms.

Belonging is redefined. Social groups are not built on connection, but manufactured across networks of shared addiction through the algos of our ever watchful devices. I don’t trust my iPad, it doesn’t have my best interests at heart, it is actively preying on my worst impulses. It doesn’t love me.

Much of my Substack writing is dedicated to the essential need for human creativity. Text to image A.I. is a reductive commercial product that doesn’t extend human creativity but rather commodifies and blunts its power for transcendence. Just a successful parasite.

Fearless truth warriors ‘are just asking questions’ and hurl their truth bombs at the straw dogs barking up the wrong tree. These seers of certainty, offer us their zero sum prescriptions for what ails us, and a new world ruled by a two faced coin—-winner or loser. More on my Substack.

Giri/Haji aka Duty/Shame was a brilliant Netflix show that sadly was too good for its audience…1 season only. I portrayed the brothers for my Crime Seen series. More at joemorse.com

Hello. I X’ed out X today and I think I may have gained some brain cells back. I wrote on my Substack on Saturday about the flickering light of our Promethean digital platforms, they have not been the light to lead us as we stumble in the dark. I hope the blue sky promised here offers more.