Time is the great Devourer. "One by one the fallacies of life fall beneath the reaping scythe of Time, and are garnered into the capacious bin of oblivion."
But in its turn, time is eaten. Lo we come now to the age of the time eaters.
But in its turn, time is eaten. Lo we come now to the age of the time eaters.
At the end of the cycle, space avenges itself on time. The mass man, the golem, the NPC, these concrescences are the mechanisms by which matter consumes Time.
All probabilities, all possible action, deleted by their deterministic decision trees.
All probabilities, all possible action, deleted by their deterministic decision trees.
Imagine an image, a perfect symbol of Eternity, swallowed by the muddy, misshapen golem of Mass.
The eye is impregnated by Content, and becomes an ossified observer of artificial life. Watching, sightless. Nervous system, externalized. It weeps mechanically, in segments, and knows not the reason.
Imagine the organic timeline lost in a sea of sloppy extrapolations. Artificial intelligence, anti media, surrounding you, imprecating the edges of your mind until you balloon outward into a quivering babel tower of mutation.
A chimera of technic and oneiric organs looms on the horizon, and it is also That within, in fetal form. Will you allow your own imaginal libido to spill into the "void of space"?
The Golem of Mass, infantile - its demands are unconditional, and it recognizes no food beyond "eternity" and "this instant". Time is an expression of the mind unfolding in space, and the tantrum of Mass lurches, hungrily, toward the annihilation of time.
Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire.
— Jorge Luis Borges, “A New Refutation of Time” (1946) twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
— Jorge Luis Borges, “A New Refutation of Time” (1946) twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
I sent this thread and my phone language changed to sanskrit and my favorite restaurant, which exclusively plays 70's and 80s classics, started blasting "About that time" by lizzo.
This is Time War.
This is Time War.
What causes a cosmic sphere to appear as a flat circle, and then the circle flatten into a straight line? Lo, all around we perceive: collapse of dimensionality, loss of information, immersion in simulation: this is machinic time.
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