Only the logic of technology wins war and war is indeed the one place that accelerated technological evolution is guaranteed. All of which leads us to a probable inevitability of conflict, written deeply into nature of information systems and logic.
We are actually all a lot more random and emotional than we tend to realise.
The one ultimate truth is that there is no ultimate truth.
Instagram does not only generate dissatisfaction, it thrives on it.
It requires humility to acknowledge that your own ostensibly unique personality, conceptual vocabulary and social self-expression might be little more than a contingent recombinatory node of meaning in a dancing landscape of shifting patterns, linguistic fields, meanings and concepts.
Unconscious and unacknowledged, the true power of narrative lies in the self-propagating autonomy it expresses - above and beyond any putative human control. We do not own the stories and meanings through which we live so much as they own us but an essential dissimulation of reflexive psychological self-definition endlessly fails, and is foundationally unable, to recognise this fallacy.
The only way that systemic unity can exist is, enigmatically, by not existing.
A characteristically long and wordy waffle on the topic of human intelligence, the cognitive hyper-extension of technology, an iterative fracture of grand narrative into abbreviated artefacts, unconscious biases and a Global turn towards authoritarianism.
There is darkness and there is light in every life.
We are all empty, don't let the shambling leviathan of commercial culture make you feel less than you are, feel worthless or unvalued and unloved.
Afraid of the Darkness that the Other and the Unknown represent, we inscribe this upon ourselves, into ourselves.
Self-replication. Surely this is what life is all about.