Virtual Visions
a realm for collective speculation
curated by Mikey Georgeson |
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom: William Blake
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scrolling the temporal lag. Immerse in Sweet Felpham's Surf.
"Now I a fourfold vision see
And a fourfold vision is given to me
Tis fourfold in my supreme delight
And three fold in soft Beulahs night
And twofold Always. May God us keep
From Single vision & Newtons sleep" Letters, To Butts, 22 Nov 1802
Immersing ourselves in Blake’s love of sweet Felpham we find the virtual is a realm of contingent situated activities outside the sweep of the human command radar. In the virtual the radar perceives itself weeping in the heavenly region of the wild flower’s felt intensities,
“It feels in this prehension the self-enjoyment of its own being” (A N Whitehead) |