Kyle Saunders
@kylesaunders.bsky.social
Professor of Political Science working at the nexus of a lot of things (but currently fascinated by the dreaded bitcoin/crypto politics) & NCAA Faculty Athletics Representative at Colorado State University; #firstgen; R(whatever)≠E
November 13, 2025 at 5:21 PM
"The Luminous Engine that Light Remembers" #digitalart #aiart
November 12, 2025 at 3:00 PM
"The Luminous Engine that Light Remembers" #digitalart #aiart
November 11, 2025 at 2:44 PM
"The Pattern Remembers Itself" #digitalart #aiart
November 10, 2025 at 2:54 PM
"The Pattern Remembers Itself" #digitalart #aiart
🜁 "The Temple of the Imaginal"
Light descends as thought made radiant,
and the unseen begins its slow unveiling.
Within these halls, reality rehearses itself—
each shimmer a possibility waiting to be believed.
Part IV of The Barzakh Series #digitalart #aiart
Light descends as thought made radiant,
and the unseen begins its slow unveiling.
Within these halls, reality rehearses itself—
each shimmer a possibility waiting to be believed.
Part IV of The Barzakh Series #digitalart #aiart
November 6, 2025 at 3:52 PM
🜁 "The Temple of the Imaginal"
Light descends as thought made radiant,
and the unseen begins its slow unveiling.
Within these halls, reality rehearses itself—
each shimmer a possibility waiting to be believed.
Part IV of The Barzakh Series #digitalart #aiart
Light descends as thought made radiant,
and the unseen begins its slow unveiling.
Within these halls, reality rehearses itself—
each shimmer a possibility waiting to be believed.
Part IV of The Barzakh Series #digitalart #aiart
🜃 “The River of Meaning”
Not all flow is motion.
Sometimes the current holds its breath —
the quiet between knowing and saying,
where reflection becomes understanding.
Part III of The Barzakh Series
Not all flow is motion.
Sometimes the current holds its breath —
the quiet between knowing and saying,
where reflection becomes understanding.
Part III of The Barzakh Series
November 5, 2025 at 3:54 PM
🜃 “The River of Meaning”
Not all flow is motion.
Sometimes the current holds its breath —
the quiet between knowing and saying,
where reflection becomes understanding.
Part III of The Barzakh Series
Not all flow is motion.
Sometimes the current holds its breath —
the quiet between knowing and saying,
where reflection becomes understanding.
Part III of The Barzakh Series
🜄 "The Clear Place"
A chamber of reflection, neither here nor there.
Where boundaries soften, and perception begins to listen.
The Barzakh is not a distance to cross,
but the awareness that crossing is happening.
May you find a place like this yourself at some point today. #digitalart #aiart
A chamber of reflection, neither here nor there.
Where boundaries soften, and perception begins to listen.
The Barzakh is not a distance to cross,
but the awareness that crossing is happening.
May you find a place like this yourself at some point today. #digitalart #aiart
November 4, 2025 at 2:42 PM
🜄 "The Clear Place"
A chamber of reflection, neither here nor there.
Where boundaries soften, and perception begins to listen.
The Barzakh is not a distance to cross,
but the awareness that crossing is happening.
May you find a place like this yourself at some point today. #digitalart #aiart
A chamber of reflection, neither here nor there.
Where boundaries soften, and perception begins to listen.
The Barzakh is not a distance to cross,
but the awareness that crossing is happening.
May you find a place like this yourself at some point today. #digitalart #aiart
🜂 "Sanctuary of the First Light"
In the hush before dawn, form and reflection breathe as one.
This is the space between — where the seen and unseen meet in quiet accord.
The self, momentarily transparent, finds not transcendence but presence:
a belonging to what is becoming.
Part I, Barzakh series
In the hush before dawn, form and reflection breathe as one.
This is the space between — where the seen and unseen meet in quiet accord.
The self, momentarily transparent, finds not transcendence but presence:
a belonging to what is becoming.
Part I, Barzakh series
November 3, 2025 at 3:41 PM
🜂 "Sanctuary of the First Light"
In the hush before dawn, form and reflection breathe as one.
This is the space between — where the seen and unseen meet in quiet accord.
The self, momentarily transparent, finds not transcendence but presence:
a belonging to what is becoming.
Part I, Barzakh series
In the hush before dawn, form and reflection breathe as one.
This is the space between — where the seen and unseen meet in quiet accord.
The self, momentarily transparent, finds not transcendence but presence:
a belonging to what is becoming.
Part I, Barzakh series
🜆 “The Bridge of Becoming” #digitalart #aiart
November 2, 2025 at 4:09 PM
🜆 “The Bridge of Becoming” #digitalart #aiart
🜅 "Palimpsest City"
From the ruins, a reminder:
We once believed progress meant that
taking power by whatever means was all,
the erasure or weakening of the Other
for the betterment of Our own standing.
Now we remember that to build beautifully
is to be much, much better than that.
#digitalart
From the ruins, a reminder:
We once believed progress meant that
taking power by whatever means was all,
the erasure or weakening of the Other
for the betterment of Our own standing.
Now we remember that to build beautifully
is to be much, much better than that.
#digitalart
November 1, 2025 at 2:58 PM
🜅 "Palimpsest City"
From the ruins, a reminder:
We once believed progress meant that
taking power by whatever means was all,
the erasure or weakening of the Other
for the betterment of Our own standing.
Now we remember that to build beautifully
is to be much, much better than that.
#digitalart
From the ruins, a reminder:
We once believed progress meant that
taking power by whatever means was all,
the erasure or weakening of the Other
for the betterment of Our own standing.
Now we remember that to build beautifully
is to be much, much better than that.
#digitalart
🜄 "The Garden of Care (II) — Tending"
Care matures through reciprocity.
What we nourish, nourishes us in return.
Renewal begins in relation.
Part V of the MCP Series #digitalart
Care matures through reciprocity.
What we nourish, nourishes us in return.
Renewal begins in relation.
Part V of the MCP Series #digitalart
October 31, 2025 at 1:56 PM
🜄 "The Garden of Care (II) — Tending"
Care matures through reciprocity.
What we nourish, nourishes us in return.
Renewal begins in relation.
Part V of the MCP Series #digitalart
Care matures through reciprocity.
What we nourish, nourishes us in return.
Renewal begins in relation.
Part V of the MCP Series #digitalart
"The Garden of Care"
Care is not sentiment,
it’s participation in the pattern of renewal.
To perceive beauty is the first act of care.
To tend it is the second.
Part V of the MCP Series
#digitalart
Care is not sentiment,
it’s participation in the pattern of renewal.
To perceive beauty is the first act of care.
To tend it is the second.
Part V of the MCP Series
#digitalart
October 30, 2025 at 2:43 PM
"The Garden of Care"
Care is not sentiment,
it’s participation in the pattern of renewal.
To perceive beauty is the first act of care.
To tend it is the second.
Part V of the MCP Series
#digitalart
Care is not sentiment,
it’s participation in the pattern of renewal.
To perceive beauty is the first act of care.
To tend it is the second.
Part V of the MCP Series
#digitalart
🜃 "The Eye of Many Perspectives"
After the collapse of singular paradigm,
the task is not to return to certainty —
but to see through uncertainty itself.
Each plane refracts a partial truth.
Coherence is born only in resonance.
Part IV of the MCP Series #metamodernism #digitalart #aiart
After the collapse of singular paradigm,
the task is not to return to certainty —
but to see through uncertainty itself.
Each plane refracts a partial truth.
Coherence is born only in resonance.
Part IV of the MCP Series #metamodernism #digitalart #aiart
October 29, 2025 at 2:56 PM
🜃 "The Eye of Many Perspectives"
After the collapse of singular paradigm,
the task is not to return to certainty —
but to see through uncertainty itself.
Each plane refracts a partial truth.
Coherence is born only in resonance.
Part IV of the MCP Series #metamodernism #digitalart #aiart
After the collapse of singular paradigm,
the task is not to return to certainty —
but to see through uncertainty itself.
Each plane refracts a partial truth.
Coherence is born only in resonance.
Part IV of the MCP Series #metamodernism #digitalart #aiart
"The Act of Making"
The sacred isn’t lost, it's just buried beneath the irony, the grift, the endless clever spin.
To make is to remember.
To build is to believe.
Find awe. Build wonder.
The sacred is not lost — only waiting to be remade.
Part III of the MCP Series 🜂 #DigitalArt #AIArt
The sacred isn’t lost, it's just buried beneath the irony, the grift, the endless clever spin.
To make is to remember.
To build is to believe.
Find awe. Build wonder.
The sacred is not lost — only waiting to be remade.
Part III of the MCP Series 🜂 #DigitalArt #AIArt
October 28, 2025 at 2:00 PM
"The Act of Making"
The sacred isn’t lost, it's just buried beneath the irony, the grift, the endless clever spin.
To make is to remember.
To build is to believe.
Find awe. Build wonder.
The sacred is not lost — only waiting to be remade.
Part III of the MCP Series 🜂 #DigitalArt #AIArt
The sacred isn’t lost, it's just buried beneath the irony, the grift, the endless clever spin.
To make is to remember.
To build is to believe.
Find awe. Build wonder.
The sacred is not lost — only waiting to be remade.
Part III of the MCP Series 🜂 #DigitalArt #AIArt
"The Return of Horizon II — The Dawn of Coherence"
When irony has burned away, sincerity becomes luminous.
Part II of the MCP Series 🜂 #digitalart
When irony has burned away, sincerity becomes luminous.
Part II of the MCP Series 🜂 #digitalart
October 27, 2025 at 2:22 PM
"The Return of Horizon II — The Dawn of Coherence"
When irony has burned away, sincerity becomes luminous.
Part II of the MCP Series 🜂 #digitalart
When irony has burned away, sincerity becomes luminous.
Part II of the MCP Series 🜂 #digitalart
"The Return of Horizon I — After the Storm"
The horizon never vanished — only our eyes forgot where to look.
Part I of the MCP Series 🜁
Enjoy your Sunday. Find something (else 🤓) beautiful today. #digitalart
The horizon never vanished — only our eyes forgot where to look.
Part I of the MCP Series 🜁
Enjoy your Sunday. Find something (else 🤓) beautiful today. #digitalart
October 26, 2025 at 4:41 PM
"The Return of Horizon I — After the Storm"
The horizon never vanished — only our eyes forgot where to look.
Part I of the MCP Series 🜁
Enjoy your Sunday. Find something (else 🤓) beautiful today. #digitalart
The horizon never vanished — only our eyes forgot where to look.
Part I of the MCP Series 🜁
Enjoy your Sunday. Find something (else 🤓) beautiful today. #digitalart
"Empyrean Engine"
A cathedral of light rising from the machinery of heaven.
The further the traveler walks, the more the horizon walks back until the journey itself becomes the source of illumination.
A cathedral of light rising from the machinery of heaven.
The further the traveler walks, the more the horizon walks back until the journey itself becomes the source of illumination.
October 25, 2025 at 2:50 PM
"Empyrean Engine"
A cathedral of light rising from the machinery of heaven.
The further the traveler walks, the more the horizon walks back until the journey itself becomes the source of illumination.
A cathedral of light rising from the machinery of heaven.
The further the traveler walks, the more the horizon walks back until the journey itself becomes the source of illumination.
"The Corridor of Dawn"
Between symmetry and silence, light finds its own horizon.
A passage that feels both ancient and new ... where glass remembers the sun, and reflection becomes revelation. #digitalart
Between symmetry and silence, light finds its own horizon.
A passage that feels both ancient and new ... where glass remembers the sun, and reflection becomes revelation. #digitalart
October 24, 2025 at 7:40 PM
"The Corridor of Dawn"
Between symmetry and silence, light finds its own horizon.
A passage that feels both ancient and new ... where glass remembers the sun, and reflection becomes revelation. #digitalart
Between symmetry and silence, light finds its own horizon.
A passage that feels both ancient and new ... where glass remembers the sun, and reflection becomes revelation. #digitalart
“Ephemeris of Light”
The cosmos as clockwork and dream...
a record of movement, meaning, and the spaces between. #digitalart
The cosmos as clockwork and dream...
a record of movement, meaning, and the spaces between. #digitalart
October 23, 2025 at 2:40 PM
“Ephemeris of Light”
The cosmos as clockwork and dream...
a record of movement, meaning, and the spaces between. #digitalart
The cosmos as clockwork and dream...
a record of movement, meaning, and the spaces between. #digitalart
"The Flower of Knowing"
The mind seeks to understand.
The heart simply recognizes.
When the two align, knowing unfolds — not as thought,
but as light remembering its own source.
#digitalart
The mind seeks to understand.
The heart simply recognizes.
When the two align, knowing unfolds — not as thought,
but as light remembering its own source.
#digitalart
October 22, 2025 at 4:59 PM
"The Flower of Knowing"
The mind seeks to understand.
The heart simply recognizes.
When the two align, knowing unfolds — not as thought,
but as light remembering its own source.
#digitalart
The mind seeks to understand.
The heart simply recognizes.
When the two align, knowing unfolds — not as thought,
but as light remembering its own source.
#digitalart
October 21, 2025 at 2:05 PM
The universe contemplates itself through her eyes.
Matter becomes meaning; breath becomes cosmos.
Creation was never elsewhere--it has always been within. #eacc #digitalart
Matter becomes meaning; breath becomes cosmos.
Creation was never elsewhere--it has always been within. #eacc #digitalart
October 20, 2025 at 2:18 PM
The universe contemplates itself through her eyes.
Matter becomes meaning; breath becomes cosmos.
Creation was never elsewhere--it has always been within. #eacc #digitalart
Matter becomes meaning; breath becomes cosmos.
Creation was never elsewhere--it has always been within. #eacc #digitalart
"Pilgrim of the Infinite"
At the horizon between worlds, the traveler awakens to the immensity of what’s to come.
The citadel glimmers beyond reach — yet it is already within him.
The first step toward transcendence begins not with motion, but with remembering.
At the horizon between worlds, the traveler awakens to the immensity of what’s to come.
The citadel glimmers beyond reach — yet it is already within him.
The first step toward transcendence begins not with motion, but with remembering.
October 19, 2025 at 2:36 PM
"Pilgrim of the Infinite"
At the horizon between worlds, the traveler awakens to the immensity of what’s to come.
The citadel glimmers beyond reach — yet it is already within him.
The first step toward transcendence begins not with motion, but with remembering.
At the horizon between worlds, the traveler awakens to the immensity of what’s to come.
The citadel glimmers beyond reach — yet it is already within him.
The first step toward transcendence begins not with motion, but with remembering.