If my nightmare is a culture inhabited by posthumans who regard their bodies as fashion accessories rather than the ground of being, my dream is a version of the posthuman that embraces the possibilities of information technologies without being seduced by fantasies of unlimited power and disembodied immortality, that recognizes and celebrates finitude as a condition of human being, and that understands human life is embedded in a material world of great complexity, one on which we depend for our continued survival.
My main reason for scepticism about the Huxley/Sagan theory is that the human brain is demonstrably eager to see faces in random patterns, as we know from scientific evidence, on top of the numerous legends about faces of Jesus, or the Virgin Mary, or Mother Teresa, being seen on slices of toast, or pizzas, or patches of damp on a wall. This eagerness is enhanced if the pattern departs from randomness in the specific direction of being symmetrical.
Tot a?a cum galbenul este intotdeauna asociat cu lumina, se poate spune ?i c? albastrul aduce cu el ?i un principiu al întunericului. Aceast? culoare are un efect special ?i aproape indescriptibil asupra ochiului. Pe scara culorilor este una puternic?, îns? de partea negativ?, ?i la maximum de puritate este, cum s-ar zice, o nega?ie stimulatoare. Aspectul s?u este deci un fel de contradic?ie între excita?ie ?i calm.