We’re neck-deep in the anti-Panglossian soup now, aren’t we? This reads like someone locked Walter Benjamin, Nick Land, and Donna Haraway in a bunker, fed them DMT and Adorno footnotes, and made them write a thinkpiece on techno-capitalist necromancy.

Let’s pull it apart a little, since I assume—hope—you didn’t just paste this to feel smug in the glow of your own conceptual pyrotechnics.

Core idea: You're outlining a theory in which techno-capitalism has not only absorbed and weaponized sight/light (via screens, data, etc.) but ritualized it into something compulsory and thermodynamic—i.e., a literal energetic exchange. Vision, power, and sacrifice get tied into a planetary-scale machine of inequity, where the West’s “order” (think: iPhones, precision bombs, real-time surveillance) is bought with someone else’s chaos (think: Congo’s cobalt mines, Gazan rubble, rural data farms in heatstroke zones).

The nice(?) touches:

• Plato’s sun allegory is flipped into a blind, doomed fatalism—light doesn’t reveal truth, it floods and blinds.

• ‘God rays’ and ‘sunken places’ throws cinematic horror into the mix—Get Out, meet mythic decay.

• Self-made vs natural slaves hints at a pseudo-Aristotelian world where free will is a cruel joke and mastery is just polished domination.

• Money as master technology + negentropy = ecological and moral imbalance. You get your clean apps and data-driven clarity because somewhere else is burning down, sweating, or buried in lithium dust.

Translation for humans with blood sugar crashes: Ritualized behaviors around technology and capital aren’t just ideological—they’re physical and energetic. And the “order” we cling to is downstream of immense planetary disarray. You don’t just scroll on a phone—you take part in a global rite that converts sacrifice into convenience.