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In the shadowed lanes of the digital age,
where bits and bytes conceal what’s tangible,
invisible hands steer the ceaseless surge,
filtering chaos, a daily struggle,
moulding the ether into a safe harbour.

Their eyes gaze upon the world’s parade,
holding the line against tides of strife,
what they permit through is a carefully played
symphony of silence, cut from the noise of life.
Moderators: guardians of the online masses.

With each click, a decision heavy with weight;
behind the screens, the human toll mounts.
Balancing the scales of hate and distressing content,
in this digital realm where context counts,
they labour unseen, in tech’s deep void.

For the users: a veil of safety in every scroll,
a space cleansed of venom, where calm can reign.
This curtain, woven by silent souls,
shields the vulnerable, soothes their pain.
Without these guards, chaos would surely overflow.

This chain forged from codes and quiet sighs,
between the seen and unseen threads.
Every piece is of a puzzle. Watchful eyes sort
seeds from invasive spreads,
crafting a narrative that’s clean, preserving sanity’s glow.

And so they weave through the web’s wide net –
custodians cloaked in the anonymity of their task.
While algorithms learn and profit targets are met,
It’s the human touch that wears the mask,
moderating for the unseen world.

Stories for Revolution
Obtrusive Relationships
Gathering Multitudes: A bag of stars
Fugitive Memory: for Tu’i Malila
“The Quizumba is On”: Technological Appropriation by Black Women in the Amazônia
No
Big Green Lies
Letter from the Editors
A guide to the visceral science of time travel
The Unbounded Quest
An interview with Joana Varon
An interview with Jonathan Torres Rodríguez
An interview with futures leader Anab Jain
Where would you like to place your pet giraffe?
Afropresentism – On Incantation and the Machine
Letter from the Editors
A Few Notes on the Cult of Sylphis
Speculative Tourism
Letter from the Editors
Tending to wildness: field notes on movement infrastructure
Aveia, espaçonaves, uma folha de babosa, uma pélvis: fui coletar trechos Oats, spaceships, an aloe leaf, a pelvis: I went to collect parts of the future and decided to turn around.
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The Battle to Control the Carbon Media Cycle
Archive of Disappearances
Prototyper la Banlieue du TURFU et transcender la réalité
To Become Undone
Digital artivism: pictures worth thousands of words
Ratios / Proporciónes
Shadow Visions
Letter from the Editor
Future Perfect Continuous
Be Water –  Insights into the Hong Kong protest movement
Care in a techno-capitalist world
HammamRadio, your feminist-love radio station
One Vision, One World. Whose World Then?
Play, imagine, build – the collective verbs
Venezuela – the dual crisis
Letter of the Editor
Terraforms – Or, How to Talk About The Weather
On Persistence: The Past Art/Works of An/Other Future
What the Enlightenment Got Wrong about Computers
Community Learning at Dynamicland
Imagining a Universal Declaration of Digital Rights
An interview with Audrey Tang
Dream Beyond the Wounds
The Blurring
More than HumanCentered Design
The Unpredictable Things
When the Path We Walked Blocks Our Ways Forward
Letter of the Editor
A viewpoint on Craft and the Internet
Who Controls the Internet?
Ethical Tech around the World
Interview with Gillian Crampton Smith
Life & Death
Typographic Craft
The Internet as a Lota
A Medieval Crash
A Gandhian Dream
Evolutionary Craft