"Do the clouds make rain? Or is it the rain that makes the clouds? What makes it descend so copiously? Who is it that has the leisure to devote himself, with such abandoned glee, to making these things happen?"
...where we perceive quite naturally that they are made up of breaths from our flatulence, from meat which we make the candles and ashes, from bone with which we make false ivory and false universes.
Isn't it strange that our desire for newer and ever more dazzling media machines is equaled only by our wish to escape them? Innovations in media have always been driven by the desire to overcome mediation.