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A backspace is a play of words, and wordplay is its reason to be. The word backspace carries multiple possible meanings which relate to one another in a number of ways.
A backspace is a key on a keyboard of a computer or typewriter. It usually carries the word 'backspace' or 'delete' on it, or it is imprinted with a backspace symbol. The backspace symbol is an archetypical depiction of a house; a square with a triangle on top, rotated ninety degrees to the left, carrying an 'X'. Upon using the backspace key, it will undo the last key you pressed, unless if that key was a backspace.
A backspace undoes what you did. It brings you back to where you were, it gives back the space you filled. A backspace clears, a backspace cleans. If you need space, a backspace might be your way of getting it back.
A backspace might also be a space, a physical space. A space out back, in the back, or behind another space. To enter the backspace one must venture out back.
You could say, to find the backspace, one must first enter the space, then leave the space, through the back door. To enter the backspace one must leave behind the space. Entering backspace means leaving behind space.
A backspace might resemble the main space, but why would it? What happens when you enter a backspace? What does a backspace contain? A backspace contains that which was not wanted in the space, did not fit the main space. A backspace stores all elements thought to be deleted. It assembles the discarded, the superfluous, that which is thought of as too much. In an era of too much of everything, the backspace houses many. The many that are thought to be too much gather in the backspace, the backspace is where they meet.
The backspace is shared, open to all; a backspace is not locked for it has no key. A backspace is a key. Backspace is key. The backspace is a space not meant to be lived in. Those that do not reside in the backspace do not think anyone does. It is a space that is not thought to be occupied but nevertheless is lived in by those who do, unlike what those who do not live in it think. This does not mean that those who think of the space live in the space, however. The backspace is not a space of thought, nor is it a space for thought. A backspace is not a space for thinking. It is not a space that is ‘thought to life’.
Those who have to leave space through the back door stumble into its backspace, thereby calling it to life. That which may not be anywhere else calls into life the backspace. The backspace exists by the grace of that which is to be deleted. The backspace exists by the grace of that which may not.
text by Erro Rasker
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