Are you a servant to a technological savior? Who's your master?
Traverse the dunes edge of shifting sand and technological saviors.
Find out if technology can become your master.
Your electronic devices are beeping, beckoning impatiently.
Well, what are you waiting for?
“You’re out in the sand dunes after a day off-roading.”
We navigate in confidence about who and what we are, especially when we’re no-thing and every-thing.
In certain moments, it ‘makes sense' to use the spell of technology to satisfy desires of convenience ; )
“The fire burns bright in the night, and your satellite internet connection falters.”
“The blackness seems a sheet of velvet that falls about the campsite as you walk outside the flickering realm.”
The desert acts as a real-time metaphor for us to more easily imagine a place without ‘things’ and ‘complexity’.
Increased complexity (the growing organizational structure of ‘things’) is what has and can be ‘recorded’. We sometimes believe it to be less dream-like than those who imagined it so.
“In the darkness you stumble over a relic exposed from eons ago.”
“From your ground vantage, accompanied by distant howling you have a thought…”
Technology is a form of spell, created largely for experiential convenience. It’s the expression of Wills who use suggested distinctions within the sensation of sound, light, and touch to build dimensional mirrors.
Here in the desert, I can snuggle between my thoughts and listen to the shifting sand.
Science is an occluding dust storm when you fail to realize it can only ‘disprove’, and solely within relative dualistic creation.
The trillions of grains are whispering that the Babylonians never built a tower, instead… pursued technology as if was spiritual attunement.
The self-consuming fires of ‘brain’ believes it ignited itself… and through its efforts can one day be free. ‘Evolution’ itself is a concept and sense brought about by the confines of thought, the consequent creation of perceptive distinctions of space and time, and their unquestioned conclusions.
It’s a tale of parched desire that stepped outside the oasis, where wrinkled faced storytellers snicker, “Obtuse camels… our past becomes their present.”
Here on Twin Inferno’s changing dunes of perception, technology is a symptom of failure, the quicksand of sunburned ego. Standing outside the ego-driven sandstorm, with subdued regret I relay that we can never emancipate ourselves by upping the technology. Our ‘oasis’ is the place where self-created distinctions do not take on more reality than the creator of those distinctions.
Within Twin Inferno’s landscape of possibility, technology is the manifestation of frustration within the temporal realm.
Declaration
Any belief that the convenience of super cool gadgets & the ego of technology might be the path to emancipation, is now put in a subzero nitrogen bath, and placed in a hermetically sealed chamber in a calculated, clinical way. I now remove my lab coat, and cheers to the realization with a beaker of whisky.
The dunes of technological sand drift and reform, while the light we walk towards is a promise of more. Believing that either can bring us home is like expecting to find a rainbow at night.
Thoughts…
Incidentally, have you ever heard of the Kardashev scale for planetary civilizations? It alleges that ‘earth’ is not quite a ‘1’, where the measurement goes from 1-5 (5 being the most ‘advanced’). It is unfortunate that this very creative and imaginative scale is blown with the glassware seen in most scientific speculations – which happens to be a graduated cylinder full of wishful thinking.
The more reliant we become on the template of gears we overlay upon the experience, the louder the gears become, and the less sensitive we are to the nuances of the present.
One more thing…
Tranhumanism's the attempt at the glorification of knowledge, and the 'trying' nature of the temporary to become permanent.
Duality has a built in mechanism to clear the breath of any particular Will...
Hmmm, could it be 'other Wills'?
; )