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Aliaskar Torkaliaskari

In my deserted world

(I have a garden growing,

All the way to the heaven

Of my thoughts,

When I close my eyes)

I see a garden

Hallucinating?

When I close my eyes

...


“I dreamt of the apocalypse, the landscapes in crisis, the

horizon fallen. I woke up so terrified, my pupils dilated to the

extremest. I spent the rest of my life in dark, praying to god to

save us from that dreadful day to come”

--Unknown


When I started writing about “falling", I was initially thinking of

falling as a moment of suspension, destruction, awaiting for the

change to come, reaching somewhere, anywhere even if it is

the land of nowhere -آبـاد نـاکـجا) -Sohrevardi, 12th AC), “the world

out of perception”.


For a while, we were convinced we could determine the

geodesic of uncertain worlds. In Greece etymology, “falling”

shares the same word as chance: they are both referring to the

throw of dice, the fall of dice.(Meillassoux, 2008): Falling is a

contingent event. We thrown the dice and expected the AI to

show us the path to the future, by establishing a singular

trajectory under contingency of plausibilities which increasingly

disoriented our cognition. The desire to get to that imaginary

land, took us nowhere yet.


If not a complete eradication of all lives, plants (unlike humans)

embrace their contingent life differently. Plants are distinctive in

their existence, extending their forms and adapt to new

conditions. An intuitive subsumption of the amorphous life.

Current ecological conditions are shifting drastically. Extreme

environments as a result, will bring into life new species and

new forms of living and cohabitating. We are now capable of,

manipulating and enhancing both the living species and their

ultimate environments, mainly to our benefit or better to say for

our survival.


“I have seen this vision in a dream (I think), where there was

only a few of us left. It was terribly windy and as far as I could

see there were only deserted lands. I had some seeds in my

hand, I soaked them in the land. Sat on the ground,

contemplating the dune, wasting for the seeds to grow...”

--Sheikh Baha’i


Inhabiting the world which we are, is a cosmological circle of life

and death, merged into on another. A gravitational force that

takes down the living towards its destiny and rise it again in

another form, in a different situation. One’s life extinguishing

and another's emerging. Ones life dissolving and another

habitant is shaping for the life to come...

***

In three different chapters, these fragments will expand the

concept of contingency and will make connection to: extreme

environments, future species, post-natural gardens and

imaginary landscapes.


Foreign Objekt, is the second chapter of this text. The first

chapter will be published by Awham Magazine in November

2022.



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