Liveness Era on Aneesh Sathe

On Thickets, Enclosure, and Leaving

Tue, 21 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Over the past few months I have discovered and written about the idea of thickets and have been wondering what the practice of thicketing looks like. At its core the idea behind thicketing is to create and dwell in systems that resist capture and defy legibility. Weirdly this is not some anti-establishment move but a simple desire to just be and return to a state where you had your own corner, your friends, and your thoughts. Over the past few hundred years, with the ascent of modernity, legibility and legibilizing have been treated as the norm and a default good thing. However the pattern which has emerged (not just on the internet) is that systems position themselves as commons, invite people to enjoy themselves and slowly initiate capture mechanisms under the guise of some or the other security. Not all of this is bad, much of the modern world would not function without security and minimal enclosures.

The Birth of Thickets

Sun, 19 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000

The legibility regime runs one operation. It converts Space into Place, and everything else it does follows from that.

Space is the undifferentiated field. It holds every possibility and offers no orientation, which is why standing in it feels less like freedom than like vertigo. Draw a boundary around part of it, name what is inside, and you have made a Place. A farm is a Place; beyond the fence is forest. Drawing that boundary is the first act of thought, because you cannot know anything you have not first cut out from everything else. The trouble begins when the operation runs everywhere, on everything, at once, until it stops being thought and becomes weather.

Not My Lever

Tue, 12 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000

I. A burden no one could carry alone #

Some time around the year 170, in a tent on the Danube frontier, the emperor Marcus Aurelius wrote in Greek to himself: Be like the headland against which the waves continually break, but stands firm and tames the fury of the water round it. The empire was at war with the Marcomanni. The Antonine Plague had reached the army. His children were dying one after another; of his thirteen, only one would outlive him to any consequence.

The Lightening of Intent

Sat, 25 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

I. Ceolfrith on the road #

In late spring 716, an English abbot named Ceolfrith left the twin monastery of Wearmouth-Jarrow in Northumbria for the city of Rome. He was seventy-four. He carried with him a manuscript Bible, the Codex Amiatinus, which he intended to present as a gift to Pope Gregory II. The Codex contained the entire Latin Bible in two volumes, weighed about seventy-five pounds, and required something close to one thousand calfskins to produce. Ceolfrith had commissioned three of these “pandects” at his abbey; this was the survivor he meant to deliver in person. The other two pandects are lost. The Codex Amiatinus was misattributed to a sixth-century Italian scribe for more than a thousand years; only in 1888 did Giovanni Battista de Rossi establish that the dedication page had been altered and the manuscript was Northumbrian work. He died at Langres in eastern Burgundy on 25 September 716, six months into the journey, before reaching Rome. His companions carried the Codex on. It sits today in the Biblioteca Medicea Laurenziana in Florence and is the oldest complete Latin Bible in the world.