And what about film? It’s been replaced by cameras with their artificial intelligence. Now everything is smooth, everything is polished—AI smears the magic into sterile gloss, adjusts the shadows, removes the excess. And where are those blurred entities now? The magic is gone, burned away by algorithms. And so I wonder: how did this happen? Before, we couldn’t use this—spirits were repelled by the mere sight of a socket. But now, when electricity is in every pocket, are we using their world? Has our reality, our daily life rewritten the rules of their existence? Or have they adapted themselves to avoid disappearing?
That’s why I look beyond the usual frameworks. Does consciousness determine being? Not exactly. The example with electricity screams the opposite—first they hated it, and now they’re silent. But being doesn’t entirely shape consciousness either—after all, it’s our consciousness, our will that forced the spirits to bend under wires and microchips. Or maybe they tricked us, pretending to be meek? The circle closes, and it turns out that the only thing we know for sure is that we know nothing. And the deeper you dig, the thicker the darkness becomes.
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