A Choice (n.) you watch yourself making stops being a choice: awareness files the leap away as information, and what remains is the feeling of choosing.
Choice (n.) is not a subject mastering a neutral object; it is the discovery and founding of a collective.
Choice (n.) is never an act of one subject alone; every true choice is reciprocal, deeper than minds communicating.
Choice (n.) is not where creativity lives: picking among ready-made options is the shallow part, and the deeper creation is acting along the path one is bound to.
Choice (n.) is the advent of the being.
Choice (n.) is what remains when the sense of value has gone: the bare outline of an action and a menu of ready-made ones to pick from.
Choice (n.) needs distance: too close and you are already engaged, too far and nothing moves you, so we decide from the middle distance where images live.