Thursday, January 05, 2006

UNATRON: Pessima Machina Ex Mortalibus



Witnessing the pageantry of human spectacle from the silent sidelines of voicelessness beholden, man’s every foible and fortune grating on the tongue-biting bystander. The parade of desolate days march into bitter years of smoldering anger, until the Grand Epiphany makes itself known — shattering the self-image by forcing one to...
...drop the mask.

Harsh Mirror: Self-Hating Man-Machine

No matter how complex the crisis, Mr. Goldman tries to suss up the available options — rationally, thoroughly, and expediently...

All the while Colonel Austin is tugging at sleeves, nagging, pleading for simplistic solutions...
...ever the bionic bitch...

Meanwhile, tension mounts as cyborgs in denial of their compassionate, humanistic side creep towards confrontation with cyborgs in denial of their logical, sapient side...

A veritable yin-yang quandary, but one in which either side will unfortunately place irrational blame upon the human end of the question.

1 comment:

Lola said...

hmmmm. i see you've been doing some self-reflecting. fight the urge to smolder...