These things which are made of light and grammar and sound that come chirping and squealing and tumbling toward you. 'Hooray! Welcome! You're here!', and in my case, 'You send so many and you come so rarely!'

Since the very beginning of culture, what we seem to be are animals which take in raw material and excrete it imprinted with ideas.

The Internet is light at the end of the tunnel. I don't care if it's being used to peddle pornography, I don't care if it's being trivialized in a thousand ways. Anything can be trivialized. The important point is that it is leveling the playing field of global society. It is creating de-facto an entirely new set of political realities. None of the constipated, oligarchic structures that are resisting this were ever asked. Their greed betrayed them into investing in this in the first place without ever fully grasping what the implications of it were for their larger agenda.

The possibility seems to be that what we call styles, or what we call motifs, are actually categories in the unconscious.

Apparently, in the Avesta classical period no one would have dreamed of having a spiritual experience without resort to drugs.

This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a feather bed.

I think what electronic culture permits is incredible diversity, and what the print-created world demanded and created was tremendous suppression of diversity.