The indifference engine
> The human is machine-shaped. We can accept anything, this is the rule that governs us.
I am 5 years old. I am sitting on a strange metal frame, two wavering wheels, all held together by a rotary gear attached to a chain. Accept and move on. My father gives me a push – pure fear, for a moment – then I accept and move on. The bicycle becomes the body.
They send me to school. They started me on a piece of graphite, exquisitely milled and affixed into a wooden shell, “ribbed for her pleasure”. The written word; now my inside can be outside, and if I’m good enough, the other can know the self. Accept and move on.
It’s all machinery.
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> The human is machine-shaped. We can accept anything, this is the rule that governs us.
I am 5 years old. I am sitting on a strange metal frame, two wavering wheels, all held together by a rotary gear attached to a chain. Accept and move on. My father gives me a push – pure fear, for a moment – then I accept and move on. The bicycle becomes the body.
They send me to school. They started me on a piece of graphite, exquisitely milled and affixed into a wooden shell, “ribbed for her pleasure”. The written word; now my inside can be outside, and if I’m good enough, the other can know the self. Accept and move on.
It’s all machinery.
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