Xamanismo Coletivo<p>"The feeling is one of loss of the world. As if the world were fading, as if there were less of it. This can seem paradoxical, especially considering the brutal, horrifying wars taking place right now, which, with all their death and suffering, seem like an <a href="https://hachyderm.io/tags/overload" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>overload</span></a> of reality, but they come here as images; they are <a href="https://hachyderm.io/tags/twodimensional" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>twodimensional</span></a> and <a href="https://hachyderm.io/tags/manipulable" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>manipulable</span></a>, and they arrive in the midst of a flood of other images. Within me, there exists a feeling that what I see, I control, and that I in a way have an overarching perspective on it. All the images I’ve seen of places I’ve never been, people I’ve never met create a kind of <a href="https://hachyderm.io/tags/pseudomemory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>pseudomemory</span></a> from a <a href="https://hachyderm.io/tags/pseudoworld" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>pseudoworld</span></a> that I don’t participate in. The images arrive already complete; there is no communication between them and myself, no reciprocal exchange. So as much as we like to say that the world is opening up to us, since we can see every part of it, we can also say that the world is <a href="https://hachyderm.io/tags/closing" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>closing</span></a> itself off—in all its <a href="https://hachyderm.io/tags/openness" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>openness</span></a>."</p>