5 quotes from Aldous Huxley's Ape and Essence

Quotes from Aldous Huxley’s Ape and Essence

About five years ago, browsing around a bookshop, I stumbled across Aldous Huxley’s Ape and Essence. Of course, I was familiar with Huxley and a bunch of his works, such as Brave New World, The Doors of Perception, and Music at Night. But I had never heard of Ape and Essence before. So, I picked it up, read its synopsis, and a few random sentences from random pages. “This smells like a delicious dystopian novel,” I whispered to myself. And, to no one’s surprise, I ended up buying it. And I enjoyed reading it very, very much. (So, if you’re into dystopian literature like I am, make sure you read this one, too.)

Here are five quotes from Aldous Huxley’s Ape and Essence:

In the field of politics the equivalent of a theorem is a perfectly disciplined army; of a sonnet or picture, a police state under a dictatorship.

– Aldous Huxley, Ape and Essence

But I was thinking that the dream of Order begets tyranny, the dream of Beauty, monsters and violence.

– Aldous Huxley, Ape and Essence

Yes, my friends, remember how indignant you once felt when the Turks massacred more than the ordinary quota of Armenians, how you thanked God that you lived in a Protestant, progressive country, where such things simply couldn’t happen — couldn’t happen because men wore bowler hats and travelled daily to town by the eight-twenty-three.

– Aldous Huxley, Ape and Essence

They have to be punished for having been punished.

– Aldous Huxley, Ape and Essence

And whenever evil is carried to the limit, it always destroys itself.

– Aldous Huxley, Ape and Essence

I Cannot Log In to Reality

I can’t stay
away from screens.

I barely exist
in the physical world.

For maintenance only.

I disconnect to eat or to defecate.
I reconnect for work and leisure,
like I was meant to become data.

And like a fly tangled in a spider web,
it seems, I cannot escape
the World Wide Web.

The ghost of my existence clings
to the Internet of Things,
where the virtualized forms
of everyone and everything
dwell.

And things don’t happen anymore.
They don’t take place in the physical world.
And when they do, they echo in the metaverse.
I don’t exist anymore –
at least, not in the world I used to know.

Is this the beginning of
the technological singularity prophesied,
or are we already worshipping
the all-seeing tarantula?

We’re all chained to blockchains now.

When I turn off my devices,
who do I become?
And how do I get rid of this brain fog?

I cannot log in to Reality.
I’m there for maintenance only –
to charge batteries and
take care of basic physiological needs.

I cannot really log in to Reality.

Forgot password.

I must go back.

I must turn on
smartphone, computer, tablet, smartwatch
now.

Authenticating… Connecting…

must
surf.

must
serf.

Connected.