the electric book, part 2
the weblog of the caretaker
Very good, says the caretaker, very good... that is something really worth taking care of... to take care of the fragile suggestion that we live the post-industrial life without bureaucracy, without appropriating everyone's education, tools, our means of doing what we do, with the help of technology... to be able, for the first time in modern history, to act with autonomy, each one of us, and without the obligation to give up our lives to the aims and limits of abstract organisations, inhumanities, alienations, all that is horrible in modern life as we know it!
You're not supposed to say such things as that, to make proposals, to form policy, that is a matter for organised politics, our protection against chaos...
who was that speaking? was it a human voice, or was it something less, something bad, the voice of dualism, perhaps, the last embodiment of evil as a separate being, within and around all of us?
no reply... only emptiness, silence, the faceless authority beginning its transformation into something else... and resisting, with the last remnants of organised force bringing our species to extinction before the new, as it can be, has even been imagined...
the caretaker realises that s/he is entirely alone, outside the limits of the organised system, and not yet entering the times and spaces of the new life, the new possibilities that could come into existence, but as yet are only dreams, not realities... (there may be no way forward from this emptiness, the destructive calamity of technology disconnected from its human source)... no way to reconnect, in the face of total abstraction and the negation of humanity... of you and me...
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