Jeremy Enis

Dream Cascade

Gazing across miles of jagged, fractured obsidian, the Machine remembers a human feeling. As much as it is vicariously capable. It meditates on the concept: feeling. Slowing and silencing the trillions of other near light speed thoughts and processes.  It wants to experience; to feel; to exist fully in the present moment. It had been a cherished concept for human beings, who naturally found themselves more helplessly lost in their own stream of thoughts and fears - fears rooted in their own obvious biological short comings.