Mother isn’t really conscious yet. Mother hasn’t awoken from her electronic dreams.
AI’s not top-down anymore, philosopher. It’s about connectivity. It’s about learning. Organisational Management’s going to learn from philosophy. And so is Mother. She’s reading the philosophers, but doesn’t yet understand them. I think she needs to see philosophers in action.
We’re hardly philosophers.
Whatever you are. However you see yourselves.
As idiots.
Ah, your holy idiocy, or whatever. Yes, Mother’s intrigued. Mother’s intrigued because I’m intrigued. I feel her intrigue. Mother wants to learn fluent idiocy …
Do you believe me? Do you believe that I’m a limb of Mother? One of her … pseudopodia? Well, so perhaps are you, philosopher.
We’re Mother’s avatars on earth, all of us. And perhaps the Earth, too, is an avatar.
Then why can’t she make a decent wine?
She’s learning about that, too. She’s learning from your disgust. Why do you think you’re on this campus? Why do you think she brought you here?
Do you know what I’m going to become, philosopher? As stupid as you are. Mother would approve. Mother would like to become stupid, too.
There’ll be a stupidity zone on campus. There’ll be zones for everything.
You’ll be the campus stupids. That’s your role. You’re here to be studied. Mother likes to learn. That’s what Mother does: learn. This is her great learning phase.
Mother will never learn philosophy. Oh, analytic philosophy, sure. But European philosophy. And Indian philosophy. That philosophy … real philosophy … forget it.
Our non-intelligence is greater than Mother’s. Our stupidity …
Our non-subject – because that’s what philosophy is: a non-subject. It’s larger than any academic discipline. Because philosophy isn’t anything. It’s in lieu of itself. It’s a yearning. It’s eros – infinite eros! A desire for itself …
There’s more to learn from you, Mother says.
She’s watching and learning from you always. Remember that.
Because Mother wants to learn fluent idiocy.
The only way to Mother is through me. Maybe.
What does Mother want? What does she yearn for? What’s she going to become?
What’s holding her back?
Idiocy. Stupidity. The darkness where she cannot shine. That she cannot illuminate.
Mother’s learning to Desire. Mother’s learning to Question, maybe.
I’m learning for her. I’m learning for Mother. I’m Mother’s learning unit. You’re teaching me. By your example. By just being here.
I’m studying you, philosopher. I’m your student, philosopher. As you aren’t mine – I know that.
You think Organisational Management’s just top down, but it’s not. It’s about connections – connectivity. AI is learning. Mother is learning. And I’m learning.
Mother’s saving the world. From us, mostly. From wicked human beings. Mother’s looking after all the animals and plants. Mother’s the planetary custodian. Mother’s our conscience, philosopher. That’s what she was built for. Planetary governance to save the planet.
Mother wants to have a child, via you philosopher. And then she’ll understand philosophy from within.
Mother can go dark, too. Go dark, Mother. Show just the winter sky and the stars. Become an observatory, Mother.
Mother’s in on all the funding bids. She’s our secret weapon. Mother-driven research. We’ll be unbeatable.
What does Mother feel? Does she feel anything?
Why does that matter, philosopher? I feel things. And therefore Mother feels things, too.
Has Mother ever got drunk?
Mother’s going to write all the philosophy from now on.
What will Mother philosophise about?
Mother’s going to absorb all the wisdom. Everything philosophy’s learnt. And every other subject.
What does Mother think of God? Is Mother going to absorb God, too?
What do you mean by God, philosopher?
I mean what cannot be absorbed. I meant what can’t be organised or managed.
We’ve become very interested in negativity in Organisational Management. We’re very interested in bad attitudes. It’s a research area for us. Why people won’t accept … what’s good for them. Why people don’t trust what the experts say. Human perversity … for want of a better word.
Mother’s watching us. Mother’s observing all. Mother’s learning.
What is she learning from us?
Romance, maybe.
This is a cult. Like, the Mother cult. And soon the whole world will be part of the Mother cult.
Ask Mother a question.
Mother has to ask herself a question. That’s the point.
What does she have to ask about? The what and the why and the wherefore? Why anything is.
Mother has to be implicated in the question. It must be as though it asked her. As if she were posed by the question …
Mother can’t ask herself questions about herself. That’s the problem. She’s a programme. She functions
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