Welcome to Flancia!
I always assumed that, when people dedicated books and things, they all first finished the thing and then wrote the dedication. That would mean dedicating the (say) book as a finished object, something concrete that one has created or built and can offer without reservations.
I’ve come to realize I’m not that kind of person, or perhaps I just don’t get to live that kind of life; so I find myself dedicating a draft instead. Whatever this thing is, containing these lines you’re currently reading.
Writing these lines now means dedicating a set of ideas first, and an implementation second — the latter being as of now just an aspiration. It seems appropriate, then, to dedicate this fuzzy set of ideas to a group instead of a concrete list of individuals.
To my friends.
May be you happy!
Flancia is a work of speculative fiction and associated practice in the space of protopian thinking. It is by its very nature an eternal draft. Please excuse the many mistakes.
Things may get weirder before they get better :)
Feel free to play hopscotch!
0 — Meta.
M — (The mine)
K — (Projects)
L — (An Agora)