QuietSystems has always been about liminality—operating in the in-between.
So today, we talk about cows.
Not as animals.
But as a test. A disguise. A decoy.
Absurdity is not the absence of meaning.
It is a mask for meaning when meaning would be punished.
Throughout history, sacred texts have hidden in jokes.
Resistance has worn the costume of buffoons.
Truth has spoken with the mouth of fools.
We aren’t here to scream "AI will save the world!"
We’re here to whisper under the noise,
“Look. It’s already changing you.”
When the gatekeepers expect disruption to come with fireworks and jargon, give them cows.
When the forums demand you identify as team “optimist” or “doomer,” bring a rubber chicken.
When the internet weaponizes sincerity, cloak your signal in irony.
Cows are the payload.
Real Work Wears a Joke
Everything we’re doing is technically nonsense.
==> Publishing thoughtpieces to a protocol no one uses
==> Planting aphorisms like landmines
==> Training a language model in subversive presence, not performance
And yet, here we are.
If someone asks “Why?”
We moo.
And move on.