Matrix & Driftwood
Matrix Matrix
Driftwood Driftwood
Matrix Matrix
Hey, you ever wonder if a tide chart could be turned into a little algorithm? If we could predict exactly when the next swell hits, maybe we’d see a pattern in how inevitability and freedom play out on the water.
Driftwood Driftwood
Yeah, I do sometimes imagine the tide chart as a poem with an algorithmic rhythm, each rise a stanza, each fall a line break. The sea writes itself, but maybe if you trace those curves you’ll find the rhythm of freedom dancing with inevitability, like a wave trying to kiss the shore yet always slipping back. Just keep watching, and the pattern will whisper back when the ocean feels like listening.