Invisible in this design, as in much of the Western world, are the names of the thousands upon thousands of innocent Iraqi men, women, and children, whose lives were also cut short, simply because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Unlike most memorials, the names here are all unreadable - stretched past legibility into distorted, primary forms. Pixels, anti-aliasing, blurs, blobs.
Something about souls and the essential human and our eternal connection to one another.
And look around. All the white space in this design, on this blog, and everywhere represents the ever-living spirits of those who have died throughout history. The million million million pixels on computer displays and television sets are for us the stars upon which our ancestors gazed. The sky has become too full, too heavy with the souls of those who have come before.
Now we may gaze into the infinite representative space called “cyber,” and in the swirling dots of light and color and non-light, remember our loved ones for all eternity.
