Concentric Circles
Prophecy and blindness were inextricably linked with the Greeks. In their myths the great circle-eyed giants were the foretellers of the fall of the Titans. But with great foresight, as the Cyclopes were, comes a stubbornness embodied in there brutish nature. Their strength and industriousness as forger’s of the Olympians panoply may be seen as a metaphor of material progress, to go beyond natural consequential limitations, but also prevails in them a notion of consciousness as something robbed of sight, a selective blindness that allowed them to overthrow their masters and yet enslave themselves.
The eye for the Greeks then is all seeing and yet blind. As if light were evasive, caught in a vacuum of space, unable to escape.
If we were to think of light as the evaluate truth what does that say of things made up of pure light as opposed to a sensibility of the image and the visual as a form of manipulation? For example a television screen is a thing that emanates an image from hundreds of light diodes. Light-waves blend from their primary gestation to map the tone and hue of what we see in the everyday world, an illusion but also an allusion to the way things are deciphered into objects from their inert ocular presence within the world into a form and object codified into language. May be the the electrical transmission of television and the picture we form in our minds are separate systems of logic and design but I feel the construction of one comes in our cultural manifestation of the other. In that our very understanding becomes the technological mechanism of the mind’s desire; of the internal expression of order. Television becomes in that way a form of allegory meditating at the heart of our consciousness.
The lines of code we interpret, however are made up of emitting waves of light that bounce, pop and sparkle back and forth radiating and irradiating. As language forms objects, objects form language. This tautological rendering creates its own inertia. Part of consciousness, in its unknowing, is to find things as means to supplement our state of autonomy through the secretions that radiate across matter and space. Consciousness maybe then a free state that our imagination beholds in the patterns we make but is also the very illusion that binds us to the world. Our bodies are separate but consciousness creates the inevitable collusion of every other thing to ourselves.
Maybe god comes in here somewhere, the unwavering light, the seen and the unseen, as a thing that exists between things, the eminence in precedent before language. But as the limits of consciousness show, aberration is human in it as much an illusion, as the thought that order and law are precise determinants given to things. That would suggest that god is a kind of ego but one that is indefatigable to the men who dreamt him up (or for that matter any kind of sex he/she is there to clothe). In that may lay the stubbornness of men.
The eye for the Greeks then is all seeing and yet blind. As if light were evasive, caught in a vacuum of space, unable to escape.
If we were to think of light as the evaluate truth what does that say of things made up of pure light as opposed to a sensibility of the image and the visual as a form of manipulation? For example a television screen is a thing that emanates an image from hundreds of light diodes. Light-waves blend from their primary gestation to map the tone and hue of what we see in the everyday world, an illusion but also an allusion to the way things are deciphered into objects from their inert ocular presence within the world into a form and object codified into language. May be the the electrical transmission of television and the picture we form in our minds are separate systems of logic and design but I feel the construction of one comes in our cultural manifestation of the other. In that our very understanding becomes the technological mechanism of the mind’s desire; of the internal expression of order. Television becomes in that way a form of allegory meditating at the heart of our consciousness.
The lines of code we interpret, however are made up of emitting waves of light that bounce, pop and sparkle back and forth radiating and irradiating. As language forms objects, objects form language. This tautological rendering creates its own inertia. Part of consciousness, in its unknowing, is to find things as means to supplement our state of autonomy through the secretions that radiate across matter and space. Consciousness maybe then a free state that our imagination beholds in the patterns we make but is also the very illusion that binds us to the world. Our bodies are separate but consciousness creates the inevitable collusion of every other thing to ourselves.
Maybe god comes in here somewhere, the unwavering light, the seen and the unseen, as a thing that exists between things, the eminence in precedent before language. But as the limits of consciousness show, aberration is human in it as much an illusion, as the thought that order and law are precise determinants given to things. That would suggest that god is a kind of ego but one that is indefatigable to the men who dreamt him up (or for that matter any kind of sex he/she is there to clothe). In that may lay the stubbornness of men.
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