What does it feel like to realize you are alone?

How do you relate to your own experiences, knowing they are only ever understood by you?

If an individual stops trying to become one with culture, ideas, or others… what then is the nature of this relationship between them? How do we define its symbiotic character? How do we appreciate it?

I’m exploring the point of view of the individual. I’m wondering about the point of view of the idea. I’m enthralled by emergent and recurring patterns appearing in technology, AI, math, cybernetics, and the subjective corpus of dreaming.

I hope to start conversations within ourselves: What do we lose when we disregard a living balance with what is real beyond our current understanding?