Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Something Interesting...

Something interesting from a Douglas Copuland novel. It has given me a different outlook on life.

You exist not only as a member of a family or a company or a country, but as a member of a species - you are human. You are part of humanity. Our species
currently has major problems and we're trying to dream our way out of
these problems and we're using computers to do it. The construction of
hardware and software is where the species is investing its very
survival, and this construction requires zones of peace, children born
of peace, and the absence of code-interfering distractions. We may not
achieve transcendence through computation, but we will keep ourselves
out of the gutter with them. What you perceive of as a vacuum is an
earthly paradise - the freedom to, quite literally, line-by-line,
prevent humanity from going nonlinear.

We all had good lives. None of us middle class people were ever victimized as
far as I know. We have never wanted for anything, nor have we ever
lusted for anything. We've been dealt good hands, but the real morality here, is whether these good hands are squandered on uncreative lives, or
whether these hands are applied to continuing humanity's dream.

It's no coincidence that as a species we invented the middle classes.
Without the middle classes, we couldn't have had the special type of
mindset that consistently spits out computational systems, and our
species could never have made it to the next level, whatever that
level's going to be. Chances are, the middle classes aren't even a
part of the next level. But that's neither here nor there. Whether you
like it or not, me, you everyone -we're all of
us the fabricators of the human dream's next REM cycle. We are
building the center from which all else will be held. Don't question
it, don't dwell on it, but don't ever let yourself forget it

I get this little feeling that we can all of us
speed up the dream, dream in color, dream in volume, and dream
together down south. We can, and will, fabricate the waking dream.

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