REFUSAL of AI:

Part I:  Refusal of AI: a BI R/evolution Manifesto

Part II:  The transformation, the gifts of the Body and the Neverending Dance

Part III:  Thus speak I, Zarathustra, today

Part VI:  There is only Movement

Part V:  Requiem for the Earth and Trial Against Humanity

Part VI:  Enphereia   

Part VII:  2100: Metahuman World

Presentation

All the videos in this film are sporadic recordings done between 2020 and 2025 of my daily outdoors improvisations during my winter rewilding living in a mobile home in south-eastern Spain, where I also develop my knowledge of eatable wild plants, which I see as my only future mode of living, dancing till death arrives.

These dances are part of the ongoing development of Body Intelligence (BI) as kinaesthetic and symbiotic knowledge of the world through which one becomes proprioceptively entangled with the surroundings while developing a plastic multisensory integration.

They are about a metahuman practice of dance as rich, ecstatic sensorimotor experience that reconnects us to the living for a deep systemic transformation during the upcoming ecosocial collapse. They are about a metahuman mutation away from the rationalising subject, for a neurodivergent selfrewilding and a relearning of coevolution for an Earth regeneration. They are about dwelling outdoors, under the vast vaults of the sky and the cliffs. They are about an ecstatic Dionysian politics of life, death, and variation.

They are ordered chronologically, and one can see a tendency towards including more floor, more animal flow, while always intra-acting with the environment, elements and weather. Of course knowing that the camera is there already alters the dance, and the fixed point of vision is itself contradictory to the kinaesthetic experience: take it as an invitation to join this Neverending Dance.

A mixture of documentary, realistic Science Fiction, philosophy, activism and poetry, this film exposes my actual process of selfrewilding, of metahuman becoming with environments and non human kin that no longer belong to me, rather I coevolve with them in a process of actual, gradual disappearance, becoming part of the habitats and the flows.

The spoken texts, in seven parts, include the newly written “Refusal of AI: a BI R/evolution Manifesto” in part 1, followed mainly by fragments of the book trilogy Ontohackers, in parts 2 to 4 and 6 to 7.

With and for my companion, the dog Sirio,

and for the trillion of yearly victims of the Planetary Holocaust

J’ai longtemps habité sous de vastes portiques
Que les soleils marins teignaient de mille feux,
Et que leurs grands piliers, droits et majestueux,
Rendaient pareils, le soir, aux grottes basaltiques.

Charles Baudelaire, La vie antérieure, Fleures du mal

FULL SCRIPT OF THE SPOKEN TEXT

Part I:  Refusal of AI: a BI R/evolution Manifesto

Why AI is a dangerous and fascist fallacy, why it has no future, why it deletes the future and fuels extinction, why it impoverishes us, why it solves nothing, why it has no “good sides”, why its promises are false, why we should stop paying so much attention to it, giving it credit, assuming its false inevitability, trying to make “good uses” of it, why we should take distance from it, refuse it, and work on something else instead: a return to the body and its Body Intelligence as source for a deep transformation towards a planetary regeneration and a livable future.

The contradiction of speaking about that which one refuses to speak about.

The refusal of AI here proposed, which includes the refusal to even talk about it, is the refusal of a misleading focus on a fallacious issue that takes the attention away from other much more profound problems. It is a refusal to take part in the discursive proliferation that, whether promoting it or criticizing it, makes AI be on the hype, as the inevitable topic of our days. In such a situation, an ideal response is to ignore the topic, or at most to place it marginally within a broader field of critique, avoiding the temptation to continuously write about it and contribute to its status of inevitable topic.

So how to talk about it without contributing to this problematic allure of inevitability? When invited by a colleague to take part in an AI and Art Biennale the first reaction was to reject the invitation, but upon her insistence I felt it could be interesting to expand on this issue of refusal from a set of novel perspectives, assuming the contradiction of speaking about that which one seeks to ignore.

Why AI is a dangerous and fascist fallacy

AI is fallacy first of all because there is no such thing as artificial intelligence. What is nowadays called AI is about processes of machine learning and large language models, which imply no intelligence at all. In my definition intelligence is not about problem solving but about the capacity to move creatively with a changing world. It is always embodied, embedded, extended, and enactive, relative to movement, and most importantly, emergent and indeterminable.

AI is about the opposite: simulations building upon simulations in a closed loop, in a tendency to total control that seeks to, not only control the world but erase it and create a fully algorithmic world where every gesture, thought, or emotion is designed and capitalised. It’s a system for managing accumulation whose roots are in the Neolithic, with the exploitation of nonhuman animals, plants, and land.

Hence it is yet another empty construct, myth, lie, fallacy, and fantasy of human supremacism, and a very paradoxical one that assumes the superseding of the human itself by its own dominion tools.

Intelligence is always of moving bodies in moving worlds. AI produces simulations from what other bodies have created but didn’t create the thoughts as body moving in a moving world. The body of AI is made of endless grids that try to reduce the variations of the world, it is a counter- or anti-intelligence of world reduction that is unleashing the quickest mass extinction in the history of the Earth, because it is intrinsically anti-vital.

Why it has no future

AI has no future because it is unrealistic to think that, in the scenario of climate and ecosocial collapse and scarcity of materials expected by the mid and end of this century, things like microchips, for example, could continue to be fabricated. The body of AI is one of the most radically unsustainable, polluting, water-depleting, energy-consuming, costly, delocalized, extractivist industries, and infrastructures, and the one that is most contributing to the very social polarization and fanatism that further accelerates collapse.

Why it deletes the future and fuels extinction

AI deletes the future because it is intrinsically unsustainable both environmentally and socially, and is the current foremost expression of the cultures of dominion, reduction, exploitation, homogenization, and accumulation that have unleashed the quickest mass extinction and climate collapse in the history of the Earth.

Why it impoverishes us

AI impoverishes us because it takes away all our capacities (memory, imagination, perception, etc.) and encloses us in a loop of atrophy and dependence on systems of trash-human unhancement where our trash-bodies mirror the trash-planet we create, while we become enclosed in an impoverishing loop of simulations.

Why it solves nothing, why it has no “good sides”, why its promises are false

AI solves nothing because it only adds new problems to the existing ones, at best as patches on the sinking Titanic of Human Supremacist cultures, while avoiding, concealing and actually intensifying and worsening the core problem: dominion and human supremacism itself.

Why we should stop paying so much attention to it, giving it credit, assuming its false inevitability, trying to make it “good”.

We should stop paying so much attention to it, giving it credit, assuming its false inevitability, trying to make it “good”, because this is only enslaving us to it and tying us u further to the fallacy of its inevitability, instead of disaligning from this failed epochal tendency to world reduction, dominion and control, and reinventing the technes of the living in far more visionary ways, beyond the age of extinctions and algorithms.

Why we should take distance from it, refuse it and work on something else instead: a return to the body and its Body Intelligence as source for a deep transformation towards a planetary regeneration and a livable future.

There is no future in the perpetuation of cultures of dominion, accumulation, homogenisation, fragmentation, expansion, and control as they work against the ontology of the living: symbiosis, indeterminacy and mutation.

BI (Body Intelligence) is the future: the regaining of symbiosis, indeterminacy and variation, of coevolution with the rest of the living, as condition of possibility of any livable and flourishing future. The regaining of our lost sensorimotor plasticity is the regaining of our cognitive, biochemical, epigenetic and genetic, social and environmental plasticity. How we move is how we think: the more aligned our movements the more impoverished our thoughts; the more plastic our movements the richer our worlds will be.

BI is about relearning to move as bodies in symbiotic coevolution with ecosystems and the rest of the living, where free movement of animals, seeds, microbes and flows is the condition of possibility for the flourishing of the biosphere. BI is a turn back to this body and this earth, to diversification instead of homogenisation, to symbiosis instead of fragmentation.

BI is about radical selfrewilding, becoming again fully the animal that we are, relearning to live outdoors, to gather eatable plants, to be again nomadically part of the networks of the living, again just one more of the 8 million species, as one million nomad gatherers, during the upcoming collapse.

Not AI, BI is the path for an Earth regeneration and a livable future.

(new text)

Part II: The transformation, the gifts of the Body and the Neverending Dance

Becoming rock, sand, dune, wind, sun, cloud, water caress…

Becoming the animal that we have forgotten to be….

(new text)

Naked and barefoot on the beaches, I discover the body as an infinite sensor that clothes and shoes atrophy, feeling the embrace of the cool wind on all the skin, the cold winter water — I, who was horrified by the winter cold and by the cold water of sea — the infinite textures of the sand and the rock, and the caress of the sun. Funnily enough, I only feel cold when I get dressed.

Every day I go deeper, I do more exercise in the sun, more dances at dawn as soon as I leave the caravan directly into the beach, and then I take longer and more “total” walks, more-than-walks, infinite explorations where I can linger to sensorially explore a place for hours, with slow movements, and then running and jumping across fields, until I stop at another place, sharing my joy with Sirio, my nonhuman companion, for here we are one, we can move freely together without leads and fences enjoying the same wandering, differently, wildly, in togetherness.

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The joy, the vital richness and the liberation that comes and settles in the process is unparalleled. Any human activity is nothing more than a palliative patch that pathetically tries to imitate that lost primordial wealth, and that every body could recover, no matter how little one can move in quantity. The problem is that nobody proposes to do it, because we all have an enemy inside: human supremacism and its false beliefs, which must be urgently dismantled.

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In the process, the gifts of the body1 are rediscovered:

1. the gift of blissful cold, cool wind on all of the skin, and of invigorating winter sea water;
2. the gift of the solar caress on all of the skin, or of dancing naked in the rain, sensing the humid odors, the feet in the wet soil, the mud, and the solitude;
3. the gift of proprioception, of feeling the muscles of the body moving, twisting, alive, in infinite combinations of the 360 joints;
4. the gift of the infinite textures that the feet feel, and the whole body, of sand, rock, grass, of temperatures and humidity, of lying down and sitting without towels or sarongs, feeling the world;
5. the gift of the aromas of herbs, soil, and sea;
6. the gift of herbal flavors blending with multisensory saturation;
7. the gift of jumping naked and barefoot across fields with a crazy joy, and of sharing it with my nonhuman companion;
8. the gift of the body as a metasensor, which senses the fluctuations of the weather and the environment, which enjoys the infinitely changing flux of each hour and each day;
9. the gift of vital rhythms, knowledge and memories that grow every day, increasing in variation;
10. the gift of feeling onself part of a symbioticand mutant network of life, of no longer being a slave to supremacist fallacies.

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One learns to recognize herbs. Although I am still far from feeding only on them and I don’t know how far I will be able to go in the rest of my life, but my current project is to reach the point where I disappear into the forest or desert, like a naked gatherer, dancing until death arrives.

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The tiniest weed has more vital intelligence than all of humanity and its Artificial Intelligence laboratories. An intelligence in motion awakens in the body, it shudders and unfolds unstoppably: Body Intelligence.

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The journey has no way back, it goes on in any place. The body wants more: to be a body, only a body, absolutely a body, infinite, in movement, saturated with sensation, growing in variation and ecstatic symbiosis. No longer as a palliative patch for the bourgeois artist–intellectual nor for the human who clings to its way of life, but as a transformative power of life that affirms itself as a whole.

And nothing is more enriching than when recovering that lost body and with it health, also reveals to be the path to planetary health.

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In the process I become, day by day, more and more, an animal flow where the body is nothing other than its movement, which is also its thought, more and more oblivious to that semiotic and reflexive and abstract thought that arises from the stasis of suspended movement.

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There is still a long way to go: personal, until living only from dispersed gathering and out in the open, detached from humanity, and planetary, with the challenge of transmitting and spreading the joy of this liberation, of this transformation. But like Ged in Ursula Le Guin’s Earthsea, I feel that the meaning of life has been restored, and now remains the immense task of healing the breach that “man” has created in the world, breaking all balance in his pathetic desire for power and immortality.

Exiting the loop is the only way.

(Ontohackers part 2, 535-540)

Part III:   Thus speak I, Zarathustra, today

“Covered in signs that are in turn blurs of other signs, […] all ages chatter motley from your gestures. If you were stripped of veils, colors, gestures, and wraps, there would still be plenty left to scare the birds away with the rest! […] I would rather be a day-laborer in the underworld, […] I really can’t stand you naked nor dressed, you people of the present. All the sinister things of the future are, in truth, more comfortable than your “reality.” […] You are stamps of everything that was once believed, […] you are a dislocation of all thoughts. […] I laugh about you, people of the present, and especially when you are so amazed about yourselves!” (F. Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Tharathustra, On the country of culture)

Thus spoke he … No… Thus spoke I, Zarathustra, 140 years ago, and thus I will speak to you today!

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I come to invite you to my dance! But first, you must embrace the abyssal gaze, the great contempt, step down from your false pedestal.

I would never have imagined, 140 years ago, something as horrifying as what you have generated, something like factory farming, mass extinctions, and your digital desert. I could never have imagined such a denial of life, that you would sink so low, that you would always cling to so many subterfuges to sink even deeper into your hole.

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Truly, you have become what I once described as “the last man,” who diminishes and homogenizes everything, who fills and diminishes the Earth, and who lives longer.

I abhor the disgusting things in your bowels. Humanity has a belly full of holocaust,that’s why you don’t dance, you heavy ones, you non-dancers! I abhor your boastful and unacknowledged supremacism.

I already told you: there is no worse crime today than the crime against the Earth.

I already told you: I am a body and nothing more. But you have only worsened the crime and increased the contempt for the body, you non-dancers on the RAPED EARTH.

I come to free my fellow creatures, the pigs and all farm animals, to free the Earth from this planetary farm.… Where are my eagle and my serpent? You have extinguished them long ago!

Eleutherios Dyonisos, liberator of all life forms: I come to invite you to my dancing choruses, and from the chorus to the flock and the evolutionary orgy, the dance of life.

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I too have been part of this cancer. But behold, I am healing, toward a greater health… of all life forms!… Because what makes us sick is this diminished, atrophied, supremacist trash-human way of living.

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Superiority of weeds and inferiority of trash-human, and of reductive, trashhuman, and academic intelligence. Revolution of weeds, intelligence of plants, pigs, chickens, fish, and bacteria. In the face of our poor reductive intelligence, reactivate BI, step out from your atrophy. This is my paideia and my technē!

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This is transvaluation!… Toward a future community, which can only be metahuman.

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I come, in short, to share my mutation with you.

When the body is transformed by living outdoors, when the cold becomes invigorating freshness, when walks become a permanent way of life, a total art of life;

when you no longer want to return to a comfort that now feels like the atrophy of bodies confined in dresses, urban grids, and sterile regulations; when my techniques

of disaligned movement, which I have been developing for so many years, converge with foraging and outdoor life, no longer as a palliative remedy of the trash-human bourgeoisie. I am freeing myself from human life, rewilding myself.

A resilient body that recovers its instinct and intelligence. In each dance at dawn, a new rhythm is born. Dancing with my nonhuman peers, with whom I have a more interesting and less corrupted interaction and communication than with humans. Learning with them and from the weeds, from their superior intelligence. For the human is only a chimera, a supremacist belief, and an impoverished and insensitive

way of living.

Becoming Dionysus, or Śiva.… I understood years ago that principle of immanence by which the initiate, in ecstatic dance, embodies divinity, or rather, undoes duality. Madness of divine immanence, of perpetual ecstasy. Here is my savage wisdom.

You say it would be a “return to the caves”… I say to you: flee from your prisons of cement and extinction!

I am detaching myself, with one foot still among you… to invite you to my dance! Escape from the system of extinction, cease to be well-oiled gears in the killing machine, dismantle the Academy and the State—that icy monster, that false idol— and all domination, that way of reducing life to the comprehensive management of homogeneous and antivital accumulation, that black hole, whose only meaning is to

be overcome.

When will you join the great dance, the great disalignment? The question is, who joins the call? Who joins me in the dance?

(Ontohackers part 3, 151-154)

Part VI:   There is only Movement

We are offspring of metacosmic orgies; of quantum foam and vacuum fluctuations, of membrane universes caressing and imploding into big-bang singularities where vibrational strings attune to the rhythmic differentials of vibrant matter; of the orgy of nebulae in which a small part of matter aggregates into planets, stars, and blackhole singularities; of the orgies of supernovas distributing new elements which condense into nebulae and new stars; of the orgies of radiation and asteroids that distribute molecules in the universe; of the orgy of bacterial metabodies that gave birth to the atmosphere and to Earth’s ecosystems out of which the singularities of multicellular organisms of programmed death appeared; of the orgy of nonstate, nonslave cultures that were still not fully split from nature, celebrating its excess and overflow in orgiastic rituals, cultures out from which the grids and geometries of the Algoricene gradually appeared and now accelerating toward the “technological singularity,” which may just be a cyborg or algorithmic orgy [or rarher an extinction singularity].

(Ontohackers part 1, 237)

There is only movement. Movement is the relational variation and emergence of fields. Formless fluctuation fields made of rhythms without meter, irreducible to patterns. Never-ending and unstoppable. This universe is such a field made of endless other fields inflating, condensing, propagating, vibrating, and swarming across each other, already for 13.8 billion years of increasing variation. But core to this process is to sustain indeterminacy, so that no field closes down on itself, imposing itself, reducing variation.

This reduction is what has arrived, as a cosmic anomaly, over the past millennia on Earth, when certain branches of one species […] exploded in an unprecedented mode of multiplication, expansion, occupation of the Earth, and exploitation of its life forms, imposing a radical determination of movements, a Great Alignment and homogenization that is ensuing in the quickest mass extinction cycle in the history of the Earth.

(Ontohackers part 1, xxvii-xxviii)

I speak as the nonhuman animal which I am, as nonbinary gendered, neurodiverse mestiza, and in defense of my nonhuman kin.

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Over the past millennia, dominant technohuman activity has unleashed the sixth major mass extinction on Earth, while calling it “progress” in a radical reversal of the values of life, which has turned humans into the planet’s plague. Every single aspect linked to so-called “progress” is at the very roots of the global crisis, which at the start of the twenty-first century CE is entering an exponential dynamic running toward a singularity that could happen already around the middle of this century. Those still believing in “progress” call it a “technological singularity.” Others speak more about a radical, general, climatic, and civilizational collapse, which I call the “extinction singularity.”

(Ontohackers part 1, xxvii-xxviii)

Part V:   Requiem for the Earth and Trial Against Humanity

I sing to the trillions in deep suffering,

the victims of the Planetary Holocaust,

to the horror of silenced death, the slavery of trillions,

and the planetary destruction.

Psychotic flight forwards of a killer species

drunk in trash-human supremacism,

escaping towards extinction.

The human is an illness on the skin of the Earth.

Crime against the earth is the worst possible crime.

Remain faithful to the Earth.

The day of wrath approaches,

when skies and earth tremble,

the eternal current returning

restoring the equilibrium

in the ebbs of cosmic flux.

(new text)

(Followed by sung Lamentation)

Trial against “Humanity”

Esteemed colleagues, honorable judges, members of the jury: I speak on behalf of the Prosecution of the Supreme Court of Terrestrial Rights to present the arguments of the accusation in the trial of 8.7 million species of the biosphere against the dominant branch of Homo sapiens sapiens, self-proclaimed “humanity.” This “species” is accused of the main charges of planetary holocaust, human supremacism, and mass extinction. In short, it is charged with crimes against evolution or attack against evolution in the maximum degree in the only known world with complex life forms: the greatest possible cosmic crime.

If the same human justice that humanity applies to the rest of the species were applied to humanity in this trial, it would undoubtedly be immediately put in the farms — concentration camps — created by it and exterminated immediately, in its entirety, or even bred as food for meat-eating animals. But we are here to elucidate other possibilities that do not reproduce the despicable human system of extinction.

As you know, this species has arisen and created a mass extinction in an incredibly short geological period faster than any known previous mass extinction, although at its inception and for the vast majority of its 300,000-year history, this species coexisted with the others, and only very recently, in the unbelievably short geological span of some 10,000 years, did it begin to spread across the Earth like a cancer, an unseen plague, a mass extinction.

Before continuing, I ask for a minute of silence for the trillions of us exterminated each year in the concentration camps called “farms”.

(Ontohackers part 1, xxv-xxvi)

Part VI:  Enphereia   

1

Ecstatic, the universe unfolds in endless variation

in the overabundance of its flows,

uncreated, undying, in eternal transmutation,

formless, irreducible, in eternal fluctuation.

The endless life-forms emerge in the current of its flows

as rhythmic transmutation of the general chaosmic dance.

2

There are no forms, only rhythms without form, without meter:

open seas of fluctuation, endless swarms of variation,

murmuring eternally hither and thither,

entangled, webbing the meshes of life.

Nothing ever is, all things are in becoming: entangled metabodies.

There is neither being, nor nonbeing:

there is only fluctuation fielding forth in variation.

Form is a reduction, so is meter.

3

A great closure has come upon the Earth,

covered with grids and fences

that have interrupted the general dance of life.

Hybris and supremacism glow written on gold

sealing an Age of Extinction,

rotten values of closure upon closure.

The most atrophied creature has imposed

upon the Earth its own alignments,

of rigid repetitions that stop the dance of life

unleashing an extinction.

4

Undoing the closure is the great task of our times,

reversing the commandment to “grow, mutiply, fill the Earth, and dominate it,”

into degrowth, liberating the Earth from occupation and dominion,

through plant diets, nomad living, and queer kinships,

for an Earth regeneration that restores the general dance

of symbiotic ecstasy and endless variation,

of the endless becomings and mutations:

the orgy of enferant evolution.

5

Enferance is the way and the force,

the openness and the consistency,

the ongoingness and the resonance,

the aliveness.

6

Enferance is the Virtue:

creatively moving with the world in variation

never imposing closures or retentions.

7

Indetermining is resisting and counteracting closures.

Undoing every closure is our task:

overcoming the chasm of human supremacism and extinction,

for an Earth regeneration

and ecologies to come.

(Ontohackers part III, 165-166)

…

The Future is Orgiastic

(Ontohackers part 1, 247)

Part VII:    2100: Metahuman World

I speak from a day in what may be the year 2100 of the era of collapse, or perhaps some other year in the 22nd century. Writing and verbality are being abandoned, as are numbers and calendars, which we consider a fatal legacy of the era of collapse. I read this short text as the end of a failed era, the era of algorithms and extinctions, as the last narrative of human history and the beginning of a metahuman era, where the biosphere regains its movement beyond the failed, devastating, and brief dominance of verbality and the techniques that separate and dominate.

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By 2050 of the Trash-human Era, the set of catastrophes generated by the actions of exploitative cultures, formerly called “human,” had entered an accelerated and advanced phase of the ecosocial collapse that their own dominant science had been announcing since eighty years earlier at least.

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Initially, metahuman communities had eliminated gender and species markers from language, but, little by little, language itself has fallen into disuse. It is increasingly unnecessary, as metahuman societies, which typically number no more than a hundred individuals, have developed a collective, choral movement, with flock or swarm dynamics, where nonverbal communication is more than sufficient and relationships are based on proprioception and co-movement.

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In these communities, we practice daily the collective dances and songs we call disalignments, which give cohesion and flexibility to the flock that we are, as well as to each individual.

Through this, we develop BI (Body Intelligence) and body techniques. These are patternless dances where each body moves differently, and we develop a cohesion based on difference, variation, and indeterminacy.

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I feel as abject excrescences everything that sedentary civilization took for granted, all that accumulation of exosomatic techniques, that delirium of extractivism, energy, production, construction, transportation, pollution, and waste that impoverished us and brought the planet to the brink of a total collapse of life, that terrible legacy which we are now shedding.

I feel profound mutations as logocentric speech abandons me and the body proliferates in infinite variations, oversaturated with fusions with ecosystems, cocreating evolutions, proliferating into vital intelligences never seen before.

And now I will remain silent forever, I join the flock, the Great Dance.

(Ontohackers part 3, 155-156, 162-164)