abstract cybernetic rehabilitation culture

As you look at the screen, it is possible to believe you are gazing into eternity. You see the things that were inside you. This is the womb, the original site of the imagination. You do not move your eyes from the screen. You have become invisible. The images captivate you, but still you drift off. You can still see every detail clearly, but can’t grasp the meaning. Whatever shift in your spiritual life occurs, fragments such as these surface. You won’t be distracted, either by the reflection of yourself, or by the last glimpse of the things now being lost forever. As you look at the screen, it is possible to believe you are gazing into eternity. For a moment it all interlocks, but then a new pattern of order-disorder emerges in front of you. Always the one before the last. You are again in a dream, walking endlessly… And you can’t find your way out of the maze you are convinced it’s been created solely for you.