Manifesto Hominis Circus

Technology is everything that we create to survive our own species. To leave, from fear to fear, from a sunrise to an engine.

Today it’s been two decades since 404 could have happened for the last time. This living organism has made us beat around a world that moves forward through ashes, with the kind of hopelessness that makes a mission possible, for that strange homeland called humanity.

Technologies can’t rip their hearts out. Neither are they born to leap into the void. However, surprise always finds a reason to dodge our trust in the future.

What is reason if not a motive to abandon our state of alert?
What is alert if not an abrupt manner of merciless attention?
What is mercy if not a bas-relief to keep us away from the lives of others?
The others are impossible, because they constantly change without doing it, and change without transformation is succession.

Nothing predictive can do without what is observed until ideas hide from the cameras. The overabundance of tools hates free choices because it lives off the secondary effects. Every technology dies out screaming that our life is long rather than useful and fast. When the programmed obsolescence is ours, the technology of the dead returns home.

The freedom of time without its machines says that there are no certainties without absolute stories, but if we destroy the mystery of time, maybe the bells could be heard later. Will those who stopped breathing so soon return to earth? Is there truth if a fairer moment interrupts it? There are no conventions that can last forever, even if the disaster and the shelter live in the repetition. Only the precise dream transforms us.

We have created and annihilated time ever since we started to use it against us.  Even in the most dignified foundation stones of our becoming, it is still locked between question marks. Let’s inhabit time as an action. Those who build with the collapse are the ones who can prevent the next one.

When it no longer matters to live late and to see dying early, everything will happen at the same time and without time. Everything will be technology.

Manifesto 20th “404 International Festival of Art & Technology”
by Gina Valenti 
2023
Argentina 

Translation by Belén Nimo