Leviathan

We are all poorly and accidentally designed desire-machines. Tiny bundles of emotions loosely wrapped in cognitive functions. That is a desire-machine. Over nursed and underdeveloped these tiny machines bounce around shitting here and shitting there. At least the desire-machine can shit. This tiny machine can eat too, though it never fully digests a meal. Something always remains. In this sense, a desire-machine is giving. Giving is a higher virtue than taking. Yet, desire-machines are being taught to take. They are being taught that taking is a far superior virtue than giving. A different much larger machine teaches these tiny machines to take. It teaches that not shitting is the holy of holies. This larger machine has many faces. Many endearing, loving, and tempting faces. Do not be fooled! Do not seek the treasure! That tempting treasure is but a farce.

Modernity is a machine that eats all people and digests them fully. This is no desire-machine for this machine has no excrement. This machine absorbs and insulates itself against destruction. It becomes larger, harder, and stronger; moving ever faster and consuming more people of all shapes and sizes. Do not shy away. Do not run to primitive forests to escape the machine. You will soon see that Modernity has already eaten those forests. Let modernity swallow you whole. To destroy this machine you must give it indigestion! You must force this machine to vomit! Modernity has no asshole. You must argue with its innards with you sour-tasting breath. You must bite and gnaw at its many intestinal cords and cables. Though if you are vomited out, be eaten again. And again you must make this machine sick! Over and over; again and again. If we are lucky the modernity may vomit all of its intestinal insulation and be too weak to eat again.