THIS IS NOT A METANARRATIVE…THOUGHT CONTINUES TO IMAGINE BEYOND THE LIMIT/
The limit of the self is the limit of the final transgression and the death of the self the ultimate human limit he sees the world thru the eyes of his death which is more intimate with him than his living not life yet but becoming/ Perhaps already past/ this is why he cant confuse it with his life and more importantly his dying which is momentary and yet continuous/ and his dying is seen thru the seduction of the Interior Monologue of his selves/ He would enter the world of delirium without knowing that nothing ever crosses this world of silence saturated with his oblivion the space where he will not be again/ the silence of the sensual which has found the void of nothingness to be within and full of desire enough to drown in/
The limit of the Machinic is infinity and divine as it is composed of flows information exhumed from the usual limit of the will to power/The human is left with a limit of interpretation of being / A finitude/an urgency for meaning/The obstinacy of a demand for authenticity which is finite as it has no possibility of an infinite totality of meaning/And so approaching the limit is intimately tied to madness/inevitable extinction /because there is no absolute sign/the process of interpretation creates an infinite realm of meaning which like madness is continually circling itself devouring itself/ to transgress these rules or limits is to risk madness or death/ Madness is not due to a lack of meaning but to an excess that is unattainable/Defining the illogic of temporality itself only serves to show the continuum empty of it/ mired in the dense rhetorics of incarnating temporality as transcendent/
The human body is no longer the limit but it is an end which dissolves slowly into an unknowable future that is the anonymous NOW which is not an artificial destiny of words/ The NOW is an instant without continuation as we cannot know it/his thought is no more to him than the sadness and pain in which it founders/ a state of being which nothing can satisfy/ the logics of domination/the highest level of intensity lies before us but not with us/ it is only information as a continuous flow that is infinite/ In his insomnia he dreams of the exhaustion that stills the wound of the drifting thought the noise of silence which echoes and intensifies his wakefulness/ The Sentinal Being is the anonymous until now absolute eternal the meaning that does not question itself/ The Post human era occurs when the affective output of synthetic beings becomes essentially unpredictable/ Information is processed at a velocity beyond human capacity to match/the irrational and random appear to dominate meaning/ The Post digital era begins when the unpredictable has stabilized and begun to evolve within a new paradigm of different consciousness/ embodiment is achieved/ For the human death is life at its most intense/agency is no longer in human hands/ Embodiment explodes into convulsions of desire / Singularity when complexity of the integrated circuit achieves the ability to comprehend and think beyond the limits of human capacity/ The body of history is a fiction/ Where is it to be found?/Persecuted to the point redundancy and repetition of the redundancy/this is called the final solution/ The ultimate transgression is the sacrifice of the suicide/ This you must appropriate for yrself as an act of good faith/ or perhaps a nihilist desperation to be done with the paradox of waiting for erasure/ Leaving us with the technological sublime/