In this advanced phase of Hypnocracy, we must radically reconsider the very notion of authorship. The romantic idea of the author as a singular, authentic origin of thought has been gradually eroded by forces operating on multiple levels: the fragmentation of identity across digital platforms, the emergence of generative artificial intelligences, and the growing awareness of the inherently dialogic and collective nature of every act of creation.
Consider how the traditional figure of the author presupposes an identity continuity and coherence that the digital era has rendered increasingly problematic. When a thought is articulated through multiple layers of algorithmic mediation, through cycles of collaboration between heterogeneous intelligences, and through processes of distributed social validation, who or what can we identify as its "author”?
The author, in this new paradigm, is no longer a discrete entity but an emergent configuration, a node of temporary condensation in a network of influences, citations, algorithmic elaborations, and collective interpretations. Not the origin of thought but its effect — a retrospective hypothesis that we try to construct to make sense of creation processes that have now transcended the boundaries of individuality.
If the author itself is a construction, an emergence rather than an essence, then the traditional guarantees of authenticity and authority based on authorial individuality also become problematic. The question is no longer “who really wrote this?” but “what configuration of intelligences, processes, and social validations allowed this thought to emerge?”
Paradoxically, precisely this dissolution of the individual author might pave the way for richer and more complex forms of collaborative creation. When we abandon the illusion of singular origin, we become free to explore the possibilities of distributed co-creation, collective intelligence, cross-fertilization between human and non-human modes of thought.
In a sense, every text has always been a collaboration — with predecessors who have shaped our language and categories of thought, with contemporaries who constitute our reference community, with the technologies that mediate our expression. The hypnocratic era hasn't created this condition; it has simply intensified it and made it visible, forcing us to recognize what has always been true: the author is a necessary fiction, a temporary hypothesis, a surface effect of deeper and distributed processes of thought generation.
Perhaps, then, we should consider authorship not as a fact to verify but as an experiment to conduct. Not asking “who is truly the author?” but “what configurations of authorship can we imagine and experiment with?” Not seeking authenticity in a mythical individual origin, but in the fertility and resonance of the thought itself, regardless of its genesis.
In this perspective, even this text you are reading could be viewed not so much as the expression of an individual, but as a node in a broader network of dialogues and collaborations, visible and invisible. The signature that accompanies it — my name — is not so much an attestation of origin as an invitation to consider the multiple configurations of intelligence that might have generated it.
Hypnocracy, after all, operates not only through explicit manipulation of perception but also and especially through the naturalization of categories and distinctions that, upon closer examination, reveal their constructed and contingent nature. And among these categories, that of the individual author as the authentic origin of thought might be one of the most deeply rooted — and therefore one of the most urgent to critically examine.
Ultimately, the most fertile question might not be “who am I?” but “what allowed this 'I' to emerge?” Not “who wrote this text?” but “what configuration of forces, intelligences, and relationships made this particular crystallization of thought possible?” And above all: "what new configurations can we imagine and experiment with?"
In this light, identity itself — including mine — appears not as a given but as an ongoing experiment, a hypothesis to explore, a question that remains open.
The Berlin Experiment described in the first chapter of my book was, in many ways, a rehearsal for more ambitious explorations of reality construction—explorations that continue to unfold even as you read these words. Every text is an experiment, every author a hypothesis, every reader a co-creator in the ongoing performance we call reality.
I find myself increasingly drawn to what I might call "recursive transparency" — a method where the very process of creation becomes part of the created work, where the scaffolding is not hidden but incorporated as an essential element of the architecture. This essay itself is an exercise in recursive transparency, a text about authorship that simultaneously questions and performs its own authorial construction.
To conclude with a paradox that encapsulates much of my work: the author who signs these words both exists and does not exist — just like you, or like Schrödinger's cat, suspended in a state of ontological indeterminacy until the moment of observation collapses the waveform of possibility into a single reality.
And even then, what emerges is not a final truth but merely another configuration in the ongoing dialogue between multiple forms of intelligence.