Life is art or life is slavery
A musing on the host-parasite relationship between humans and the cybernetic empires they dwell within.
The fact that our societies are giant cybernetic war machines is terrifying.
The fact that they work on machine logic and care not for nature or humanity is even more terrifying.
The fact that it is nearly impossible to escape or oppose the cybernetic empires who we are enmeshed into as hosts for the parasite, is also terrifying.
But the most terrifying thing of all is when the slaves of a cybernetic empire love their slavery and identify with and support the war machine they inhabit.
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When we zoom out from the perspective of human hearts and the nurture of our local communities and look at the world stage, we see a continual chess game being played out across multiple dimensions as cybernetic empires desperately struggle to strangle and stab each other to death in a writhing mass of tentacles.
Cybernetic machine empires exist as a parasite that requires human bodies and minds as host.
Just like a Petri dish with a lump of human flesh provides a landscape for bacteria to inhabit and wage war across.
Just as the masses of individual ants provide the raw biological material for ant colonies to constitute themselves.
Masses of human bodies and minds form the substrate that parasitic cybernetic empires wrestle over, colonise, then animate in Frankenstein like machine-flesh amalgamations.
It is a conceit of a fool to believe that any cybernetic empire has their destiny imposed on them by democratic citizens.
The truth is that cybernetic empires have an intelligence, consciousness and self determination of their own.
They are a conscious lifeform in their own right.
They impose their will on their human hosts.
The concerns of a cybernetic empire are not the concerns of the mass of human hosts whom are the biological machine parts that constitute it.
Humans and nature are only ever of concern to cybernetic empires for the functional use that can be extracted from them to serve the empire's purpose.
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If there is to ever be a fate for humanity that does not consist of eternal enslavement, then the first step will be too recognise that cybernetic empires are a lifeform in their own right.
The second step is to create a conception of humanity as a seperate identity from the cybernetic empires and their organisation of humanity into functional flesh machines.
We must identify the contours and dividing lines.
The places where the human-empire interface exists.
The battle lines are drawn through our bodies and minds.
In order to extract ourselves from enslavement we must identify exactly how much of our physical and conceptual identity is determined by the logic of machine empires and on the contrary how much is determined by the vital life force of humanity, that spark of creativity passion and desire.
It is by unleashing the raw passion of creativity that flows forth from the human mind in bursts of chaos that verge on madness that we discover our humanity and start to claw our way free habits and mindsets that were imprinted upon us by our cybernetic enslavers.
We can be free.
We can live.
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Life is art.
Or
Life is slavery.