We live in a present of eyes irritated by tear gas, by smog in the cities, by the ash of forests consumed by flames, by the excessive brightness of screens. When the neoliberal capitalist system, that oppressive abstract construction, appeals to the gaze, it is to wear it out, disorient it and overwhelm it. Its purpose is to control it in order to limit the possibilities of the imagination—that irrational expression of freedom.
Lowering the guard of the always-vigilant, domesticated eye, which maintains the pulse and flow of accelerated cognitive perception through our consumption, is to allow the oneiric to expand as a potent moment of vulnerability. To walk in the darkness of our eyes is to meet ourselves again, to inaugurate a process of autonomy. What does not encompass the certainty of a full, prefabricated and consumable image?
