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You wrote: “Complexity ceases to appear as chaos once we cease to demand its reduction. It becomes the living field within which meaning, agency, and relation are woven.” I feel this, in a way. Or maybe I don’t have a negative implication toward “chaos” — either way, the chaos feels like the energy-stuff from which other-stuff (gotta stay playful, yeah?) can be built. It might seem intellectualized at first read, but I feel it viscerally. The stuff that’s already part of a structure would have to be dismantled first, and there’s obvious structure. It’s not all chaos. To sense the chaos-stuff and let it sit in the body; what do my hands want to build with the chaos blocks? That’s magic.

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