I believe that time (a rather flexible material) is moving faster than ever before. . .due to many reasons including the advancement of communications technologies, we move through shared time together at a speed that is now faster than logic.
this is the reason I think the industrial age is entering a new re-spiritualized phase. to flow with the pace of the global mainstream, one must stay light and mobile. that's in attitude and in material weight. to take the time to consider things, to follow the rigors of logic, is very expensive in time. time spent this way must be strategic in our new superspeedy reality. those who do well, can change on a dime, readjust to new situations rapidly, make wise decisions on the spot. . .and, this style of living, I believe, is done best with a keen sense of intuition. increasingly people must feel their way through--no time to weigh the choices carefully.
with everyone rushing about, socializing and responding instantly at all times, travelling at breakneck speeds, able to change directions like psychotic atoms in cyberspace, constantly updating how things are done, keeping track of what everyone else is doing through our new society of cameras and channels of communicaitons. . .it's no wonder there are a proliferation of accidentz.
ironically, as we achieve unprecedented control over the world through technology, we also spin easily out of control and CRASH alot.
this is not a bad thing, aside from the pains and shocks of collisions. an accident is a moment when things stop or slow down after an explosive shock. it is a most raw, human and honest moment. . .it sobers things up. . .it makes a mark in time (a scar, perhaps). it reminds us of our mortality . . .of the power of things beyond our control (like nature) . . .and also of our own carelessness.
accidentz are not new. they have always been a sexy spectacle of the industrial revolution. look at the picture above: a famous crash in victorville, CA 1968, "topless mother of eight" is decapitated. this is my copy of the police photograph. I have altered it to remove the accident from the landscape. . .an act of geographic healing.
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(H2izzit)
it's like blindly teleporting yrself into the middle of a brickwall or a crowd of people or gaining invisiblity and running out and about with great sneaky joy that nobody can see you-and then getting hit by a truck.or running into somebody else who is happily invisible- who has technologically DISAPPEARED?(or maybe they merge serendiptuouzly.)
is it because now-technically speaking-ALL INFO is available and we sense that,but in reality,it is impossible to keep up with EVERYTHING. but it's there...
everybody's f-stop n shutter speeds are different...but we play as if theres still this understood model...and theres not.
so i guess the proper reaction is to slow down? or to swig a bottle of "liquid electricity"?shoot- slowing downs no good either. cant drag yr feet/keyboard anymore than the shutter.
frames per second when cross referenced with an abstraction of internet projection = a realtime movement of both sped up n slowed down time lapse photographs...
are people the projector? or are they the camera?
"liquid electricity!"
fucking great!
--keep that for the fiction.
. . .
people are not the camera, but that gadgets inside the camera.
the camera is our world, re-producing, uncontrollably, graphics of itself.
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