The attempt to data’ed experience and emotion
Oh, data gathering. How we love it. It is useful, no doubt. And it does make people so much money, scraping the data off humanity to repackage it back into a sales-making machine to feed the consuming beast.
Yet, we attempt to shove beauty, love, care, culture, kindness, awe, relational quality, experiences – all the weightless, immeasurable glory that makes us human – meaning, purpose, intention – into a vast funnel, with a desire to reduce these complex, nuanced, glorious emotions, feelings and experiences into zeroes and ones.
So we can data them, and, in so doing, commodify them to make more money to feed the rapacious beast.
Everything that makes life meaningful reduced. No wonder we have a mental health crisis.
The essence of life is data’ed.
If there is hope, it is that to do this is impossible. The essence of life is weightless and immeasurable. Those Gods of design have more wisdom than we can fully grasp. They keep the faux gods of technology hungry and lost. The Singularity. A joke. Uploading human consciousness into silicon. More of the same hubris.
Half of human experience cannot be captured in zeroes and ones.
Only art, music, dance and poetry come close.
Photo Taken October 5th 2024
