The bird behind the plough does not need a better furrow. It needs to remember the sky over the wound. The field is not the world. The exposed thing is not truth. The machine’s path is not fate. There are still others that answer to your hands: a notebook, a camera, a kitchen, a garden,…

A feed is not a window. It is a ploughshare dragged through the soil of attention, cutting open what was buried. Then we come like birds to the furrow, feeding on the exposed things. And call the pecking “research,” “awareness,” “critique,” “posting.” The farmer is elsewhere. #asca Quelle: Mastodon

To whom it may concern: media literacy begins when you admit that a feed did not inform you. It chose a wound, named it a topic, and taught you to touch it every day. Soon you call the wound-touching “research,” “awareness,” “critique,” “posting.” This is not a metaphor. Check your tabs. But the topic has…