Saturday, 15 November 2014

Chromatics - Night Drive

Lykke Li - Hold On We're Going Home (Live)

Cybernetic Revelation

Is the Terminator really a cybernetic organism if its internal structures and consciousness are totally non-organic? Or is it simply a robot wearing 'living tissue'? If so, can we even say that such tissue is alive? Does the Terminator's skin grow and decay? We know that it will slowly 'heal' so we can assume that it grows, but does that mean it could ever become cancerous? Will the organism ever malfunction in the way that organisms tend to do over time? Does it need to be fed in order to perpetuate the process? If so, what does it eat? How?

If I wear the living skin of a fox does that make me part fox? Or would the fox have to somehow get inside me first before I could reasonably claim that a transformation had occurred?

Somewhere out there in the wilds of human ingenuity there is an argument that, by the end of Terminator 2, the flesh had entered into the machine, offering the machine a glimpse of true cybernetic existence. "I know now why you cry. But it's something I can never do." The Terminator reaches the precipice of life, understands that it can go no further, and chooses death so that all flesh may survive beyond its revelation.

Friday, 14 November 2014

Braids - Victoria

Visualizing Fissile Material

Source

Real Horror

"When I was five, I found these beautiful little kittens in the cellar of our farmhouse and I took them outside to play with. When my dad saw what I had in my hands he took them, casually hung them up on the clothes line, and began to torment them. I remembered his enjoyment as I screamed and pleaded with him to take them down. Later on I found their little bodies in the back garden.
Another time, he found me and my brother petting a beautiful black cat. My father is 6ft 6in (198cm) and a big, burly man. He hovered over us, and said, in a playful sort of way, "What have you got there?" He grabbed the cat, but to my relief he started to pet it. Then he began to pin the cat down with one hand and twist the animal's head with the other. The animal was frantically scratching his arms, and we were screaming, but my father had that same strange look on his face - of enjoyment." (source)
Just in case I ever forget what real horror and real cruelty looks like. It ain't a man playing funny faces with human skin in front of another man in a bondage suit....

Thisss Time.... Uh Oh.