(Warning: Mental Meander!)

I’m not the kind of person who goes around saying things like: ‘Hey look, there’s the next level of human consciousness…’, at least I wasn’t until I started looking closer at, and more importantly into the blogosphere phenomenon.

In design we have Computer Aided Design software, usually called CAD, in psychology they have a thing called Computer Addiction Disorder, or CAD. Ghmmf. There is a rather odd poetic irony in there. Look at the open source phenomena in the proliferation of individual maintained online presences.

India is fabulous, but if you want to find yourself, cyberspace is the place to go. It does, or at least should come with a health warning. The place that exists on the other side of the pixel-curtain is a place that welcomes those parts of you that can ‘leave your body’ so to speak. The part of you that is attention and awareness and identity. These parts of us are fragile and sensitive parts, they can be affected in all kinds of interesting and occasionally nasty ways when inserted into, essentially alien situations. There’s more than just malicious code out here :-C

You have a window that opens out on the world. Ready to help you see or show you whatever you like, with varying degrees of obscuring interference from politicians, advertisers, social-, moral- spiritual- and other obscene spammers, and abstracted interchangeable landlords. In this ‘sprawl’ you can be your self, or assume any persona you can possibly dream-up and stitch together with a few digital yarns. Faking it is encouraged. Faking it, is the best way of practicing it, next to actually doing the real thing of course. In fact it could be argued that it stands to reason, that being well versed in faking it can an invaluable resource when encountering the more unpleasant aspects of the real thing.

Peter Senge and co. make a lot of fuss about, getting to that kind of ‘place’ where it is as if you are ‘compelled’ in action, flowing with a deeply intimate relationship with your reality. A lot of people are discovering a place that can apparently patiently take in every bit that is thrown at IT, at the same time IT is a place that can deliver ‘content’ of nearly any description in response to a few reasonably considered clicks virtually immediately, if you have a decent foothold of bandwidth and access.

In the Net, you can sense a virtually supernatural heartbeat of raw anarchy in the noise harmonics between the millions of individual decentralised central processing units, their clock speeds, and plethora of data configurations.

Welcome to the world where documents are generating documents, by themselves, where ‘pre-processors feed into- and off- each other, re-processing and de-compiling for reticulation. A system of chaotic redundancy, ridiculous degrees of differentiation of elements and relationships, yet somehow, on a very practical level, the most well-organised and effectively co-ordinated cultural expression of humanity in its history.

That is partly what I mean with ‘PixelPLEXUS’. A ‘plexus’ is a network interface, in the biology paradigm, it describes web-like structures, networks interweaving. Just like you have a solar plexus, a ‘place’ that holds and facilitates the flow of energy, between cardiolar-, vascular-, psychological-, neurological-, and immun’ological systems, you can, if you choose so, extend it into emergent virtual territories of evolving lexicographical semiotic leading edge state of the Arts while you channel-surf the folksonomical families of your, ultimately individual, choice.

Having said that, I’ll go pour a drink.

Gesondheid!