Thankyou again for your thought provoking work. It puts into words many of my thoughts. I dont know if you have heard of a maori artist Stan Walker. When you see and listen to his music. You know there is a story of trauma. Someone like many artists who are responsible for their extended families. He has taken strength in his maori culture and faith.Moving from being a pop idol contestant and judge. To an advocate for maori lanuage in nearly every song. "i am".A song from the film about caste "Origin". Is skin tingling. As is the video.
The throng of prototype cyborgs with their 'surveillance devices' (very nice) and 'algorithm ruined souls' (wow) have nowadays surely crossed the rubicon into the realm where the craving and fabrication of relevance holds all dominion except in those rare and fleeting instances when unmitigated love takes over to destroy their world in a moment of pure attention. Akin, maybe, to those witnessing the blood bath sacrifices before the Great Pyramid of Tenochtitlan. But then again, such musings surely pale by the reality of those suffering children cruelly and continually slaughtered by the world's most immoral and evil army.
Thankyou again for your thought provoking work. It puts into words many of my thoughts. I dont know if you have heard of a maori artist Stan Walker. When you see and listen to his music. You know there is a story of trauma. Someone like many artists who are responsible for their extended families. He has taken strength in his maori culture and faith.Moving from being a pop idol contestant and judge. To an advocate for maori lanuage in nearly every song. "i am".A song from the film about caste "Origin". Is skin tingling. As is the video.
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The throng of prototype cyborgs with their 'surveillance devices' (very nice) and 'algorithm ruined souls' (wow) have nowadays surely crossed the rubicon into the realm where the craving and fabrication of relevance holds all dominion except in those rare and fleeting instances when unmitigated love takes over to destroy their world in a moment of pure attention. Akin, maybe, to those witnessing the blood bath sacrifices before the Great Pyramid of Tenochtitlan. But then again, such musings surely pale by the reality of those suffering children cruelly and continually slaughtered by the world's most immoral and evil army.