Billy Liar called it Ambrosia, Calvino had moebiius conversations with Kubla Khan, Gibson introduced a new word. And yet, half rendered, ready for the initiation into the future, we are fragile, waiting in the clean room for a new skin, a new embellishment, an honour, an up grade, another dimension…..a secret level.
As the sun sets on the Apocalypse the opportunity to escape into technology is the only ‘real’ destination. Both Baudrillard and Gibson comment on the loss of myth, the breakdown of ambiguity; that our imagination is truly the last frontier... And so we engage, Log on, Password and User, allowing all that remains free,
to be a lucid dream.