Mother

Here we are. The heart of the campus. The heart of the heart of the campus. It’s the base of operations.

 

When the world burns, you can always come up here.

Like a lovely panic room.

 

Mother’s wise.

I didn’t know a machine could be wise.

Mother’s more than a machine.

 

She knows what to do with despairers. She knows how to cure your despair.

 

This is the countryside we need. This is how it should be served up. Homoeopathically. A little dose here and there, during the day.

Can’t you feel your blood pressure lowering?

 

Nature, philosopher. Surely you don’t object to nature? Surely you aren’t disgusted by nature? You can’t be.

Nature’s good for us. Are you saying it isn’t good for you? Nature’s calming. Nature’s what we need after a day of work. And during the work day. As intervals in the work day.

Nature’s relaxation. Green space. Green leaves! The greensward! We need these things.

Fake nature …

But it’s as good as real.

 

There should be one of these in every home. And there will be, in time. Mother will be extended everywhere. Mother will be omnipresent. There’ll be a new cult of the divine mother, won’t there?

 

I don’t like trees. I’m suspicious of woods. And long grass.

So let’s go to the beach.

 

Mother’s a scholar, too. Ask her humanities questions.

 

Mother supersedes the humanities. She can explain it all, whatever you want to know. The humanities haven’t been lost, philosopher. They’ve been taken up into the cloud.

Must be daunting for you. All the humanities knowledge. In the mother-cloud.

 

We’re all transparent to Mother. Mother knows us like no one else does. She has all our data.

 

We’re transparent to Mother – like glassfish. Mother cares. Mother sees all and knows all about us. It’s care, philosopher.

 

Mother sensed you. She anticipated you. She knows what you want, philosopher.

What do I want? I don’t know what I want.

 

Can mother do philosophy? Only someone who can go mad can do philosophy.

 

The questions he asks to Mother:

What is the meaning of meaning? Is this the beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?

 

Thunder – Mother’s having bad dreams. Which you’re giving her. She’s probably reading your philosophical thoughts.

 

Mother’s glitching. There’s a glitch in the Matrix, philosopher. A philosophical glitch.

 

God, I’m not sure what was supposed to appear. What have you done to the greensward, philosopher?

Don’t break mother.

 

Mother needs time to repair herself. Mother needs to mend Mother.

 

You know you broke mother, don’t you? There was an earthquake last night. A crack through the campus. They might declare it unfit for human civilization. God has spoken, or something.