Digital World, Digital ID, Digital Real Estate in that Order
Just sharing some uncrystallized thoughts.
Selfhood is a Spectrum
Body, Mind, and Soul are the usual dividing lines in which we etch a sense of distinction.
But all of them are “you”, “me”, “people”. It would be better to simply unify them into one thing.
A long Spectrum like a violin string, vibrating out and experience of being through time.
- When you press down on the string with your awareness, you hear, notice, feel, the high pitched intensity of your Body.
- You raise the awareness a little higher, and your thoughts, imaginings, and emotions slide across the curser of your Mind.
- You let go of the string and the pitch turns into something natural, built into the nature of the vibrating string, yet still in motion. Is there something beyond this? A valid question that you, nor others, really know for certain. At least not the people you’ve met. We call it Soul.
A vibrating embodiment of Subjectivity.
That’s what you are. What we, are. The world, one big orchestra, some notes resonant with you, some dissonant but all of it playing at the same time. That’s where you live. Where we, live.
This vibrating string being of subjectivity goes on the the Internet
Does that not break your brain? It breaks mine when I think about it this way.
I think it breaks my brain because the Internet is not supposed to be a part of this Spectrum of Subjectivity.
It is not my body. My body does not touch it. I only touch an interface via my computer. It is not my Mind. My mind thinks ‘over here’ and the internet expands like the universe, but ‘over there’, or, ‘in there’. It is not my Soul. Because it shouldn’t be…
It shouldn’t be my soul. But I don’t know where my soul is or what it is. But a soul is sacred and the internet, well, it’s a lot of things. Too many things to be sacred… Right?
Digital World
My entry way into the Digital was video games and that may be why it feels so weird to me. A video game, is a game, with a video.
A video is a work of art to resonate with. A game though… A game is… Im not sure.
Life is a game, sometimes. Love is a game sometimes.
It is not my body. My body does not touch it. I only touch an interface via my computer.
My body doesn’t touch love or life either…
Riddle games, strategy games, learning games, reflex games, mobile games, online games.
Multiplayer games… Single player games…
Life is a game, sometimes.
So I don’t know what a video game is. An artistic… Simulation? A simulation of… Id rather not even say ‘it’.
‘A Simulation of Human Imagination’ feels more comforting at first. But if you think about it for long enough, it becomes equally uncomfortable.
And it’s uncomfortable because that means a game is ‘A simulation of Human Mind’.
It is not my Mind. My mind thinks ‘over here’ and the internet expands like the universe, but ‘over there’, or, ‘in there’.
Digital ID
Okay. So what? I am me, this, the internet is some conglomeration of all kinds of things.
The line is clear as soon as I clothes the lap top. Stop typing these words, and it’s clear who’s Mind is who’s.
But don’t you want to join in? Who knows what you’ll find…
Who would know what I would find? I clearly don’t know what I would find if I explore the internet. But I do find things I find interesting. That I think are important. That I feel to be useful.
But did you find it? Did “I” find it? Or did we find it… together?
How would I find anything on something as vast as an internet without a guiding hand? I could not. The infrastructure is there to take me where I need to go. Google is the front desk operator, and I just ask it to take me to the places I need to go.
Google found it, not me. But Google is not a person, or alive…
Do you need to be a person to Find? Do you need to live to find?
Well a compass finds North all the time.
But a compass doesn’t find what you’re looking for.
Safe word or something… Take a breath.
I am me and the Internet is a infrastructure to travel in the digital world which is a Simulation of the Human Mind…
That Thought has an Uncanny Dread to it.
I am me. It is not.
It is not my Soul. Because it shouldn’t be…
Digital Real Estate
Imagine what it is like to have the digital world actually give you leverage in the physical world. For many people, this is actually the case. But what does that mean?
To make money in the Digital World, you have to BE a part of the digital world.
Spectators don’t make money. Spectacles do.
To be a spectacle in the digital world is to move in. Put your feet in, or rather your Mind in and just Be something worth seeing. Be something someone would ask Google to see. Be something to be found. Be something lost…
Digital Real Estate is land. Your own personal set of binary code that you can call Home.
A recording of the note of your existence, the Spectrum of your Subjectivity, etched into the cloud, the bits, the signature.
and the minds of others of course.
Yes and the minds of others.
I guess the Internet is more weird to me than I thought.
This is kinda how my mind wrestles with themes at first. I will talk about this in a more grounded way soon. If that sounds cool to you, do the follow shuffle.
If you want a more structured take from a more societal level perspective. I recommend this:
Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think.
