Dreamland Online

2024.07.09

Good morning, that wonderful way.

Early enough. In the six AMs

Happy Halloween. Every day is Halloween for +heGhos+.

And it's on to the next.

What to do with today but daydream the day, daydream the future.

Paint with every color your moments. What your eyes see is painted by your eyes. At every moment. The meaning and majesty of your life depends on your point of view. And your point of view depends on the definition of all you see and sense. And all you see, and sense is a choice of what you remember it to be.

So, it's a choice. There's a space between the stimulus and the response of all the matter at hand and in your hand. What each thing means to us is constantly defined by us if we're brave enough to stop, ditch our old definitions and make something wonderful out of it.

We constantly write the stories of our own lives.

What's today mean to you, then? What's the deal with this day? For you?

For me it's as always: dreams and doing dreams, words and doing words; to share with you.

Humanity is at a point where emphasis must be put on our spirit, what it means, and how it is the most, and probably only, important thing about us. Machines can do, and will continue to get better at, the work we used to call our most important work. Like keeping each other fed, clothed, roofed. Care for our physical selves becomes more and more a robotic task for robots. Knowledge is better instituted by a machine than a person.

We feed the machines our dreams and create a new world. We put our imaginations before everything else. The only thing of importance is how well we manifest our dreams into a plausible, tangible entity. We make our dreams matter by making our dreams into matter.

Machines are better planters and harvesters of crops. Meaning, if we're brave enough to see it through together, the eventual end of hunger.

Easily. When we focus on A.I. and what machines can do for us, what we spent our days so hard laboring to accomplish becomes unnecessary for us to act on other than the maintenance of machines. A button press, a tune up, a redesign or upgrade here and there, is all that's required to feed the world.

When we're brave enough to head for that actuality.

So, let's go.

We clean up our house and make it beautiful. Which means we must, finally, come up with a definition for Beauty, capitol B beauty, that translates to us all.

Is it geometric perfection? What's it have to do with color choice? What's it have to do with the relationship of things, of people, plants and animals?

We know how to keep the batteries of our bodies charged, we can set machines on that task, but what can our human machines now do with a fully charged, forgive the metaphor, phone?

The software of the self.

This is the age of The Software of Ourselves. Let's institute a dramatic shift to get our bodies cared for on auto pilot. So we can move onto what being human is all about, what the imagination can do.

I'll see you in dreamland, online or out for lunch.

S. Wynn
+heGhos+