The Angel of History in search of a Cyclops Vision

I think like all of us
I experienced the pandemic as an event that reconstructed and rearranged  time.

I suddenly had to migrate inside new tools, parameters and classes of time. 

‘Who has’ or ‘who gets time’ no longer mean the same.

I find myself in a constant state of dull and de-phased lethargy, while stress and latency take over whenever they wish. 
Time is no longer hifi, rhythmic or real. 
Sometimes it even feels like there is no more “time” 

I see what is coming in the weeks ahead, yet the experience of shock, insecurity and boredom followed by surprise is …. 
unhinged. 

Maybe one of the realities is, that in this contemporary time of crisis, the majority of times are no longer created to be seen and experienced by humans. 

Time is organised by engineers, who create artificial algorithms that obey to opaque increments. 
They play gymnastics and can toggle between scales smaller and bigger than a normal human can fathom. 

Time is organised by engineers, who create artificial algorithms that obey to opaque increments. 
They play gymnastics and can toggle between scales smaller and bigger than a normal human can fathom. 

Artificial algorithms create my time. 
They measure time beyond representation, often with a focus solely on performance. 
This is how time has become a fragmented standard. 
The cage that once regulated my live time, the clock, has shattered, 

Artificial algorithms create my time. 
They measure time beyond representation, often with a focus solely on performance. 
This is how time has become a fragmented standard. 
The cage that once regulated my live time, the clock, has shattered, 

Time and space laws suddenly apply only partially. 
While the algorithmically engineered landscape of time has produced distortions, vast blind spots, and wild misinterpretations of time. 

Sometimes I still believe that there is some kind of scale in which an understanding of time is either right or wrong. 
But in fact, there is no longer an absolute and we no longer live on one axis of time. We live in algorithmically engineered times.

Sometimes I still believe that there is some kind of scale in which an understanding of time is either right or wrong. 
But in fact, there is no longer an absolute and we no longer live on one axis of time. We live in algorithmically engineered times.

Time has become a currency, unbound to a standard.
Some of its moments are sudden points of activation;
golden spikes or keypoints that help engineers assign values.

Time has become a latent and a deep parameter at once.

Algorithmically engineered time is no longer a culture of humans. It seems we can no longer take our time, instead, time is taking us. 
Algorithmic times only answer to the undertow of sharded, engineered time. 
And engineered time allows for impossible times to exist.

During the pandemic my ways of 'finding time' versus my ways of 'keeping time' have turned upside down.

Algorithmically engineered time is no longer a culture of humans. It seems we can no longer take our time, instead, time is taking us. 
Algorithmic times only answer to the undertow of sharded, engineered time. 
And engineered time allows for impossible times to exist.

During the pandemic my ways of 'finding time' versus my ways of 'keeping time' have turned upside down.