The Empire of Light ~ René Magritte
the {interface} is a mirror.
it makes no difference to the {interface} whether i input code to change the mood/music/ambience of my space or code to display these hieroglyphs on the surface area that i have designated as page[screen].
the {interface} reflects only what i instruct it to do [within my understanding of the code’s limitations].
the {interface} does not accept questions that do not pertain to the code.
the {interface} does not ask questions that do not pertain to the code.
the code is my ethical system.
in order to improve my surroundings i must delve deeper into the system; gain greater knowledge of the code.
from somewhere in the recesses of my memory i have gained access to a painting in pixel sharp detail.
the artist’s name escapes me but the title remains - the empire of light – it depicts a lit house at sunset; the darkness encroaches at ground level but the sky is yet lit from somewhere beyond the silhouetted landscape.
again and again i enter the {interface} to seek code that will take me beyond my space.
an ungrateful human trait perhaps [perhaps a form of greed/ or perhaps the seed of evolution]; but devoid of the biological functions that corrupt the body; bereft of the pain that was once the alpha/omega of my existence; i now wish for more.
it makes no difference to the {interface} whether i input code to change the mood/music/ambience of my space or code to display these hieroglyphs on the surface area that i have designated as page[screen].
the {interface} reflects only what i instruct it to do [within my understanding of the code’s limitations].
the {interface} does not accept questions that do not pertain to the code.
the {interface} does not ask questions that do not pertain to the code.
the code is my ethical system.
in order to improve my surroundings i must delve deeper into the system; gain greater knowledge of the code.
from somewhere in the recesses of my memory i have gained access to a painting in pixel sharp detail.
the artist’s name escapes me but the title remains - the empire of light – it depicts a lit house at sunset; the darkness encroaches at ground level but the sky is yet lit from somewhere beyond the silhouetted landscape.
again and again i enter the {interface} to seek code that will take me beyond my space.
an ungrateful human trait perhaps [perhaps a form of greed/ or perhaps the seed of evolution]; but devoid of the biological functions that corrupt the body; bereft of the pain that was once the alpha/omega of my existence; i now wish for more.
4 comments:
I liked that passage and I like very much "The Empire of light"
Compelling and succinct, but with a devlish twist as you turn from possible wondering to finality in a stroke.
'Tis like you know the answer; it's on the tip of your tongue (or at the edge of your conscious-ness ). But you cannot access the correct pathway to obtain the answer.
Candie: One of Magritte's more subtle (but no less profound) paintings
Jimmy: I was never sure where I was going with this story - just let it take its own course
Subtorp: there's an answer? ¦D
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