“I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart, I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.” ― Jorge Luis Borges
#artㅤㅤㅤㅤ Tomb of a Suicide (1900) – Wilhelm Kotarbiński
[Que pourrais-je dire de plus, en effet, de ce moment où rien dans le ciel ne brille, rien dans les
eaux ne regorge, rien sur terre ne verdoie ni ne fleurit, qui n’appelle les esprits nés pour les
plaisirs honnêtes, à cela-même ?]
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His argument is simple enough, even if most people are too busy eating their own digital reflections to notice: the infrastructure of “influence” has metastasized into a culture-scale algorithm that no longer needs consent, only attention.
Neil Sanders, in Your Thoughts Are Not Your Own, lays out the modern apparatus of perception management with the grim patience of a man who has finally realized the cage was always larger than the room he grew up in.
His dream of having a “SPECTRO-CHROME IN EVERY HOME” ended when he was given a three-year prison sentence and fined $20,000; all his promotional literature was ordered to be burnt, and further production of Spectro-Chromes outlawed.
Vision of Zacharias in the Temple, Rembrandt
Colonel Dinshah P. Ghadiali, who invented the Spectro-Chrome in 1920,believed that the body was made up of oxygen, hydrogen,nitrogen,and carbon, which were colored blue,red, green, and yellow respectively.
Darius Ghadiali one of six sons, considers himself to be living proof of his father’s theories: he has only taken antibiotics once in his life, and told me that his current regimen includes drinking water charged with Lemon Systemic.
Ghadiali’s slogan was, “No Diagnosis, No Drugs, No Surgery.” “Stop Insulin at once,” he advised diabetics, “and irradiate yourself with Yellow Systemic alternated with Magenta on Areas 4 or 18 and eat plenty of Raw or Brown Sugar and all the Starches!!!.”