This is nothing new: humankind shapes the world. It does so through its stories, its techniques, its artifacts. So why this sense of a tipping point—this feeling that the world is becoming what humans make of it, and that, within this human-made world, the human itself seems to vanish or tend toward erasure? This journal follows, day by day, the echoes, signs, and experiences of that tension, with a particular attention to a form of reality that resists—and calls.

For a more technical exploration of this issue, you may also consult my Logbook.