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https://clas.osu.edu/sites/clas.osu.edu/files/Tuck%20and%20Yang%202012%20Decolonization%20is%20not%20a%20metaphor.pdf

https://marktomforde.com/academic/miscellaneous/stories/ursula-k-le-guin-the-ones-who-walk-away-from-omelas.pdf

https://www.cs.ucdavis.edu/~koehl/Teaching/ECS188/PDF_files/Machine_stops.pdf

edited from, The Machine Stops by E.M. Forster

I want to see you not through the machine.
I want to speak to you not through the wearisome machine.
I see something like you, but I do not see you.
I hear something like you, but I do not hear you.
I seized with the terror of direct experience.
Unmediated, my behavior could not fit
any former narrative arcs.
So the human passions still blundered
up and down in the machine.
But for the motion of my eyes back and forth,
I hardly moved my body.
All unrest was concentrated in the soul.
All the old literature, with its praise
of Nature, and its fear of Nature,
rang false as the prattle of a child.

For the past few years of my life I have become increasingly aware of how the worlds you can create in a CD can, on a larger scale, be applied to life, the dreams can come true in every sense that you imagine them to be; that there are no limits in life, which is the temple of materialising dreams. Not just the cover art, but my albums in their entirety have become sigils in a personal sense, in that they help structure the world around my head matrix, which is like my will but uplinked from other people’s heads and the life experiences I am able to create for myself there. For example, I belong to the first church of Lenny Kravitz in West Hollywood. My membership there has helped me with this process: trying to download someone else’s headspace – sometimes the most extreme being that of a virtual celeb image – opened up different aspects of consciousness and life potential and interactions beyond my wildest dreams. I try and bring this to fans of my music via the albums, hoping that the listener will tap into the different worlds represented through the two-step flow of cover art observation to it, then opening up in multiple dimensions through the music joining in, in a progression, to create a virtual reality experience, thereby tapping into their own dream/our dream.

– James Ferraro (https://perfectionofperplexion.wordpress.com/2010/06/09/hipnygogic-poop/)