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Human beings drive by my window in cars with airbags, talking on cell phones, as I sit in my room listening to streaming internet radio, all of us d/evolving, becoming dependent upon technology for our very survival. Ah, human beings. What are we becoming? We are changing so fast. Will there be any genetically sound and self-replicating human beings alive in one hundred years? We even upload our memories to hardware and software. Digital cameras and blogs. At younger and younger ages. And it's okay. It's okay in the way that everything has always been, and will always be, okay. Will human beings of the future have memories? Are digital memories accurate? are they any more accurate representations of past realities than the memories in our own heads? How will being masses of individuals being able to create extensively and easily render creative processes, such as music making and writing, reflect upon the current creative sphere (aka art world?) How many people will actually want to create? Everyone can, everyone expresses themselves with a different style, like a signature, some are copycat stylz to the max, all are in a way 'mashes', integrating inspirations from various sources, some have more varied sources than others, observe more things. but just like handwriting and voices and ways of walking are unique, so are an individuals creations. Yet as the numbers of us increase exponentially, the chances that two people will be so alike as to be nearly the same do too. Thus the feeling that "nothing is original any more" which has been circulating among my friends and floating in my own head for quite some time. So alike as to be nearly the same. I have two plates in my kitchen cupboard they both have the same pattern, one of them has a yellowish stain on the bottom, and though they may be nearly identical in form, they are different in substance. Being different is substance is still being different. We are all snowflakes. Unless of course it's raining. Then we are all raindrops.

posted by t @ 8:48 PM