underwater cables
the continents no longer drift. they are tied together. yet i still have this sinking feeling that we aren't buoyant enough to float forever. we are tiny digital islands. are these cables or leashes? come the tsunami of information until it washes us free of critical thought. leave me bobbing in open water, empty of sin.
if the worldβs 223 international undersea cable systems were to suddenly disappear, only a minuscule amount of this traffic would be backed up by satellite, and the internet would effectively be split between continents.
β nicole starosielski, the undersea network
there are underwater cables that seem to emerge and interweave the various objects drifting and rotating in space. i can imagine their intersections and junction points and synapses ~ the remote hosts out in the fringes. the control stations on terrain that re-route incoming impulses. a flood of light information is passing between domains, all of it insulated within these submerged cables unseen to those on the surface. there is something unsettling about this. even the sharks seem to steer clear of the cables as though in instinctual protest to the coded impulses passing throughout and beyond, evading the frequencies that comprehensively register and reflexively influence all conceptualization, inclination, and movement.
β ashim shanker, trenches | parallax | leapfrog