In the era of capsularized reality, the formats, the nuclearization of the living space, the bombardment of information and stimuli is constant and ever faster, shorter. Incapable of processing all this information (which substitutes for any fact, any reality, and which constitutes the object of a new consumerism, of a new fetishism), we are stimulated by desire in the absence of any effective pleasure. Addicted to this polymorphic dissatisfaction, we are sleepwalking automatons, insectivorous beings victims of impulses and holes of sensitivity.
Technology has become a prosthesis, an extension of our body, as well as a prison; a modern platonic cave.
The drill is addictive and more engaging than reality. Infinite expansion and editing of the self are the emblem of the new freedom: a dystopian version of the old longings of immortality. We close ourselves in our cocoon of pixel irradiations, where we die in life unable to turn off the lights of projected reality.
This proposal exposes the collision between impulse and sensitivity; false freedom and real freedom. Under the pretext of presenting the interpreter in a cocoon of light, the new identity; the uniqueness of the new Platonic caverns; the dance of lights that constitutes the new blindness; the cables that make up the new chains.
