Soft Ratios Radio

If the calm is a job some younger part of you took on to keep you safe — what is it still afraid would happen if it let you feel?

What have you kept coming back to on nothing more than a hunch there was more there — and what did it finally give up that the sweet, obvious things never could?

If the objects that hold us best are the ones that refuse to assume our shape, then what have we actually been asking for all this time when we say we want something that fits?

If the thing between you and the open file was never your character but the height of a barrier you could always have climbed — how much of what you've been trying to fix in yourself was only ever the shape of the room?

When did we decide that a thing showing us exactly how it was made is a reason to trust it less?

When we fall for the chapel and barely notice the house, what is it we're really loving — the help, or the picture of ourselves helping?

If the interface that reached us reads the command leaving the muscle rather than the thought behind it — the body's outbox, not the mind — then when it acts a half-second before we're aware of deciding, whose intention are we actually watching: ours... more

If the objects we credit fiction with inventing are only ever the packaging — and the real gift was the word we didn't know we were missing, or the person hidden behind the machine — then what is it we're actually holding when we hold the thing in ou... more