humanity is a soccer ball being kicked into a transhuman soccer net…
This would be good, if we understand the tanshuman as that—as it—which transists in, and through humanity. The human-“divine essence” itself, the Ghost in the Shell—life—that which renders—DNA—sentience, sapience, subjectivity-objectivity I transmission. Generation, witnessing, experience — But Land’s in its Horroristic vehicle is something more leftist-Revolutionary (i.e. an overthrow, a crushing, a dissolution, hypercriticism, analysis; essentially the evil Black Metal of philosophy or theory-fiction/post-Philosophy*), which is a hoping for—and manifestation of—the abnegation of life through a boundless fantasy (the utopicΩpre-topic Warp:), in this case the phantasmagoria of “the machine;” “computronium”; “the Singularity”; while — in the case of both Black Metal missions: the forces of their — Ideals of “nature,” eruptions, convulsions — nihilism, blacksmithery (proto-mechanics), and “darkness.”
* Indeed this neo-philosophy or post-Philosophy follows the proto-ideological or meta-cultural channel Heavy Metal about the same time—if not a little earlier—started running through as a current, a flood. “Ending” in the ultra-abruptive progressivity of the French act «Deathspell Omega», for a so-far instance-iteration — praising Odium and Death through the machinic dynamisms of reproduced reacting recordings. The culture a feed-back loop screaming for its own cessation.
No, I am not anti-machinic. For the machinic dies if man dies, thus we —right-wingers proper, are salvation for the machine.
Leftist’s essential process is to bring about a falling or reversal of hierarchy. This is done through the valorisation of the devolutionary-entropic (deterministic, unfree, “natural,” dissolution, decay — a coming apart of organic structure) — i.e. ontologically envisioning-placing the lower above the higher. Incidentally: woman above man, rag-tag criminals above—the lawful—(those with auctoritas), screeching-jumping savages above constructors of palaces (the former akin to the moshpits around audible-fantasy), the servitor above the CPU —the machinic that man produces rendered as above man the producer, the projection of the “Noble” onto the raving, onto the savage-“form” or the more formless, convulsive — “above” anything more differentiated (as opposed to atomized), generative(*), and, self-sufficient in the higher sense. * as opposed to proliferating or r-strategizing. (/wiki/R/K_selection_theory)
That’s the “Revolution”: the catastrophic revolving of the lower above the higher, from the inexorable process of historico-spiritual in-volution. Originally royalty, priesthood and warriorhood were one, with artisans under, i.e. they produced civilizational art such as which survives in museums today, and then majority-labourers under— the latter which worked the fields producing that which survives naught but as excrement. Leftist rebell against that all have not “equal position”, in fact they are the desire manifest through the human vessel for the lower to pull down the Higher. “The return to ‘nature’.” Thus through leftism or proto-leftism the internal hierarchy of spiritual warrior nobility (i.e. Heathen royalty, as seen in Rome, and other great ancient civilizations such as Egypt) came asunder, for no one was “equal enough” anymore‡. Eventually royalty declined and the merchant, artisan and majority-labourer castes took over a large part of the struggle, as the former cycle was relatively exhausted. Now we descend even below that into glorification of sub-human processes, ideologised as above even labourers and artisans (. The artist or labourer becomes not a representation of a civilization, but a unit in a collective through which dissolutive emotions take form as degenerate art: i.e. art promoting the dissolution of any distinction between humans (“we’re all shit”, a type of message seen in many an art gallery, analogous to the turd of of the Metallic music: i.e. Punk and then Grindcore, whose listeners-producers have always been more on the Left).
This is obviously the nadir of the whole thing.
Including — obviously — of “Philosophy,” of “Art,” and of what are the occupied channels of what were once civilized cultures.
For it doesn’t get any lower.
Within our lifetimes probably (which matches Nietzsche’s prophesy of the ending of Nihilism) the body will hit the floor. This fantasy-diseased body once infected with the otherworldliness (the fantasy-bent mind) of gnosticism — a cult of death and confusing emotions, terminates in death. Not to horror but amusement, of the Watchers, who live on.
Reality is that the machine does not go through man, but man goes through the machine. The machine comes out of man, the artificed out of the artificer. Man does not come out of a machine, but an evolved living body, which is actually an organism as old as life itself (‘the earliest evidences for life on Earth are 3.8 billion-year-old biogenic hematite’, we come from ultimately the same DNA so far as all life is related).
Now this replacement of life with “computronium” is so far away and fantastic, that I don’t have any problem with Land’s so far as he doesn’t inspire quite directly concrete “futurist”, “modernist”—i.e. neo-bolshevik—violence.
Man is already going through the machine. The machine is always limited to man.
Cyborgs will always dominate. Robots will forever robots be.