/lit/ - Literature

>>2547741
cont

No need for real food or real sex or real work, we'll get equivalents, abstract ones, until everything around us is a lie that works and that was not imposed by machine like in Matrix or an evil oppressive government, but created from the shadow of each little person on Earth, to create this coherent body. You are a cell from the vessels, and exceptions will be naturally expelled out.

You'll remember the Indians, the Sumerians, the Romans, you'll read about Israel and Palestine, about silly rituals from the past, mad men trying to run each other and you'll think it was so brutal, so harsh. And it will be comfortable, because from where you are to starvation, there is all that history to regress. Except even a coherent body won't last forever.

We will be sitting in big red armchairs, having our feet massaged by a plastic redhead prostitute. Next door there is another, massaging the feet of a robot who thinks he is human. And we will be so happy we will forget to survive. And the machine will be so efficient, so dedicated, so loyal, they won't stop. That's where I see this all heading, a merry extinction. Robot diplomats, calculating and humming with their cooling system, while infinite silent variables are being taken in consideration, and spacecrafts, and dozers travelling through the solar system. All for mankind that is no longer there.

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>>2353391
I know, but that was kind of what I was saying. They prepare the canvas and all, but the canvas itself is not black.

>>2353402
...Or it is. I honestly did not know that.

>>2353439
That's his last one, btw.

>>2353453
I think he meant the plural of the word. It's certainly "memento mori" alone. Plural just don't work...

pic is Magritte's Voice of Space