I stood in the middle of the living room holding a hose and I thought: I have owned vacuums my entire adult life and I have never once used a vacuum. This is an essay about entropy, I think.
I’ve been working on a framework that treats 'reality' not as a metaphysical constant, but as a coordination problem. The core argument is that shared noetic certainty—what we collectively take for granted—acts as a physical constraint on systems, from biological responses (the placebo effect) to social stability. It draws on Wittgenstein and Husserl to argue that when we cannot agree on the basic phenomenology of an event (due to deepfakes or epistemic fracture), the 'laws ofreality' themselves degrade. Felt like y'all might enjoy it.