by dada » Tue Apr 06, 2021 3:48 pm
"Everything we’ve ever sensed or thought has been electrical signals. They early universe was just a soup of quarks and leptons. How did a very small piece of the universe start to think of itself as sentient?”
What is sensed and thought is expressed through electrical signals. A piece of the universe starts to think of itself as sentient through an apparent confusion between itself and its expression.
I'm thinking of the matrix as a paradigm. Meaning there are two pills, you are encouraged to take the red one. But by taking either pill, you've now become invested in the matrix paradigm.
Over against the matrix paradigm, we need a different paradigm to provide a contrast, I'm using the Tron paradigm. The world outside of the matrix is a dystopian wasteland of vampire machines. The world outside of the tron program network, the world of the users, has the same appearance as irreality inside the matrix. So already the apparent world has two different meanings. There are villans and vampires in the world of the users, too, but their crime is the exploitation of the worker. The matrix machine exploits the consumer. The consumer itself is a chemical factory, mass produced in accordance with the needs of the market.
In the matrix paradigm, the consumers come from the machine dystopia, and are held in thrall by the spectacle generated by the matrix. There is nothing beyond the machine dystopia, the matrix is an hermetically sealed, two-level production. The Tron paradigm suggests there is more, in the dissolve between the cityscape and the circuitscape at the end of the film. Not that the users are necessarily come from the world of metausers. A metauser zapped into the apparent world of users would be an anomaly, a unique event on the order of flynn the user getting zapped into the network, translated into a program.
Just a quick sketch of some ideas, I'm sure the comparison could be taken further, maybe bear some fruit.
Both his words and manner of speech seemed at first totally unfamiliar to me, and yet somehow they stirred memories - as an actor might be stirred by the forgotten lines of some role he had played far away and long ago.