So there’s this dog. And he’s chasing a Frisbee. The former bounds across the open field making an almost incalculable number of micro-adjustments to its speed and direction. The latter glides across the open sky receiving an almost incalculable number of micro-deformations to its speed and direction. The space between them is carved and re-carved by the interconnectedness of their destinies.
The energy invested by all previous environmental conditions is converted into the noise of teeth on plastic.