We talk to machines using qwerty, and, as we do it, our movements and attention travel through that brief space so transparently that we barely realize the dance forced by the contraption.

But the movements themselves, arbitrary as they may be, are no less arbitrary than the sounds of the words we use and the shapes of the letters we string together. Our bodies limit the sounds we can make, our relationship to space and visual acuity limit the signs we can use. So qwerty is just one more portal for our minds to squeeze through, and the trajectories described follow the passage of time.

We communicate, mind to mind, through movement, be it the movement that produces sounds or signs, across time.