slashmarks:dragon-in-a-fez:overherewiththequeers:personalgremlin:this makes me want to cryFirst of a
slashmarks:dragon-in-a-fez:overherewiththequeers:personalgremlin:this makes me want to cryFirst of all, “…they were surrounded on all sides by echoes and images of themselves, in a world where image and object had not yet torn themselves apart” is one of the most poetic phrasings I’ve ever heard.Second, here’s the original source, “What the caves are trying to tell us” by Sam Kriss.Third, the original opens with: “Every so often, I get the urge to drag someone into a cave, and show them something unspeakable.”I had another point, but it got lost in the artful prose of this article.I feel like “every so often, I get the urge to drag someone into a cave and show them something unspeakable” is something that’s okay for a paleolithic cave art expert to say, but like, absolutely no one elseSomehow, without anyone intending it to, the idea that we do know what these cave symbols mean has permeated modern society. It’s there in a whole vast complex of normative judgments: when we talk about the diets and lifestyles that are natural and good, when we complain that mobile phones and social media are perilously rewiring our brains, when we vaguely condemn technology in general for drawing us away from our original (and implicitly Paleolithic) human nature, when we mention human nature at all. It’s the idea that we can meaningfully relate our world to that of our Stone Age ancestors, as if we knew anything whatsoever about what kind of world they lived in. This is an incredible violence against that lost universe, a place grander and stranger than we could possibly imagine. -- source link
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