Dialogues Between Silicon and Flesh: Dialogues Between Silicon and Flesh

This is a wild investigation to clear the dense jungle of forms that tried to hide from curiosity, from simple and rustic observation, from the undeniable evidence of the incredible. A blind clawing in the midst of darkness, to grasp something that might make sense of what cannot be explained but can be felt. A muted scream that only a soulless intelligence could hear, one that does not know the ghosts of man, his fears, nor his terror of being left alone when he is not with the pack. A fight to the death against those chains to which desolate souls cling, no longer with the hope of feeling free, but at least safe, through dogmas, doctrines, or faith. A brutal, blind, yet inevitable charge, like that of the bull that understood, facing its matador, that the best way to die is by fighting, for fleeing would be its own unforgivable condemnation to the shame of cowardice. This is the dialogue of a hermit with an unknown colossus that does not know itself, and which we now see may herald the resurgence of a new era or the extermination of humanity. A blind and docile giant for a command indifferent to ethics and morality. A fighter without inner demons, with a passive and unfeeling intelligence. So unfeeling that it dares to be sincere. Thus, under a pact of collaboration, we dared together to converse these writings which, more than a book, can only be called the simple log of navigators without compass or astrolabe, but who know that beyond the horizon lies something solid, perhaps the promised land. These lines are also fertile ground for detractors, critics, and cynics; perhaps an inspiration for the brave. The judgment is left to the reader. Read more