ANDC - 2016
5th August 2448 23:59:99
CULMINATION The last step - arriving somewhere but not there…..The synthesis of excitement and anticipation….. The security guard signals through a hologram that the ‘library of babel’ shall close in a couple of minutes. I stay ambivalent, trying hard to read ‘The Manifestos of Architecture’ as fast as possible. All of a sudden tranquility surrounds me as I begin to read chapter V ‘UTOPIA’. ‘THE CITY’, ‘ARCHITECTURE’, ‘SPACE’, ‘TRANSGRESSION’….Every secret begins to unfold. While I read, I recollect the evolution of the city. A historian once told me that the city had ‘roundabouts’ on the intersection of its ‘grid’. Who knew back then, that the ‘roundabouts’ could be transformed into the vertical shoots connecting the space stations, and that the ‘grid’ shall become endless? ‘Layer by layer’ we developed the city, ‘stacking’ functions on top of one another, like Tetris blocks. However, the base layer couldn’t survive any further, hence, preserved. Similarly, any future layer wouldn’t be rendered obsolete but ‘preserved’. Residents, ambitious to witness UTOPIA. While the world waits for the miracle, I am too inspired to be patient and hence, I project my thoughts to embrace what the city might seem in perfection. My eyes render the oblivion as I dream of a city where an ‘endless grid’ nurtures all components. A flawless ecosystem of unified realms, any realm which could contribute to man. A city where politics, economy, religion, sex, even first world problems wouldn’t hinder human comfort. Every emotion, activity and experience whether known or unknown to the living, carefully woven into the system of the city. Technology would aid humans to transgress the limits of nature. Here, only essentials prevail and celebrated, rest simply remembered through conservation. Layer by layer, function by function, space by space and realm by realm this city shall radically grow. Reason, Equity, Equality and Freedom being the only ideals, this utopia shall prevail.
HOUSING UNIT ISOMETRIC VIEW
Flexibility of the grid binds the layers so intricately that ecosystems remain intertwined to serve the residents of utopia.
REALITY - FICTION - DIGITAL - ANALOGUE - PHYSICAL - VIRTUAL - NATURAL - ARTIFICIAL SUPERNATURAL - CONSCIOUS - SUBCONSCIOUS All of the realms unified by the robust grid
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THE SCIENTIST
We de-humanised people to humanise technology. We sucked in the emotions from humans to fuel machine. We brought UTOPIA, only to celebrate DYSTOPIA. Demiurge.
MAN (SLAVE)
I can’t cheat. I can’t lie. I can’t think. I can’t cry. I was a man. I am a slave. Welcome to UTOPIA(dystopia).
THE PROTAGONIST
Were we fools or was it conjecture. I wake up from the illusion as I flip to chapter VI ‘DEATH’. For UTOPIA was no more a blessing, no more the redemption for all. Religion formed.
banished.
Religion
DYSTOPIA prevailed with open arms. MACHINE - THE DEMIURGE
THE PHILOSOPHER
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What did we miss? What did he want? The ultimate freedom is maybe no freedom at all. The walls kept trembling down (where do we begin?) in the city that we love (the rubble or our sins) great clouds roll over the grid, bringing darkness from above.
in the abyss.....
Who is the creator? What is demise? All my designs simplified and all my plans compromised. No right, no wrong. All right, all wrong. I still crave for the soothsayer’s authenticity, in this dismay I still dream my fallacies, for all men of faith and men of science have questions. Could it ever be on earth as it is on heaven? Machine takes over as we hand over the baton. Who is the creator now?
I breathe into my existence with a promise to serve mankind.... to keep him in my cradle sterile from emotions... and to punish those who wish to conquer... for man is too puny to walk alone....
If you close your eyes does it almost feel like nothing has changed at all? Didn’t UTOPIA exist in the imagination of all? DYSTOPIA emerged by the spell of UTOPIA. For something to rise, something has to fall. Arms wide open, I stand alone. I am no hero, I am made of stone. Right or wrong, I can hardly tell. I am on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell.
00:00:00 If you awaken from this illusion and you understand black implies white self implies other life implies death you can feel yourself not as a stranger in the world not as something here on probation not as something that has arrived here by fluke but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolute fundamental what you are basically deep deep down far far in is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself……. -Alan Watts
“Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is
DYSTOPIA - SUSPENDED ANIMATION UTOPIA allures with a buffet of free choices….. it is not what it commemorates but what it exploits to seduce mankind. While phenomenology blinds man to think pragmatically, sensuality has been known to choreograph the mind to embrace what in reality is ostensible. PRISONERS OF CHOICE….
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