The body of the Cyborgtailor is not an isolated entity, it’s not a totality like the body of Christ, though it resembles that logos-flesh within its container complex. Yeah, see, the word-made-flesh is here parallized by technology (word) fetishized (made) across (flesh) body. And vice versa, up the glorious stream.
But there are many bodies. And each body faces a particular technological assemblage. In this way, each body a cyborg. Yet the conduit from techne to flesh need not follow the logocentric-fetish route, as in the case of the Cyborgtailor. The conduit might, for example (our favorite counterexample), take the form of embodied mimicry of the technological configuration. As if the body simply “becomes” the circuity, as if bodies cooperate as a collective to mimic the behavior of the technology, like Hofstadter’s computer made from ants. This is the nature of the Islamic piety movement.
And other conduits also exist. (We fixate on our most recent close encounter of the third kind.)
What’s the nature of friendship, then, for a body? It could be defined as multiple bodies signing a triangulating compact with respect to these conduits between themselves and their respective technological thrownness. Harmonization of technology-to-flesh conduits.
This assumes all conduits have an intersubjective input. Some don’t. Some are dependent on its uniform embodied coincidence for meaning, like a Nazi goose step. Some pleasantly counterpoint the ephemeral, disembodied poetics of difference, like a multicultural Bach fugue.
So when the God that hovers above one conduit says “Take no friends from those who disbelieve in me”, he really defines the intersubjective compatibility relation of that conduit: friendship is strictly conditional upon embodied belief, lockstep.
That’s friendship. What about love?
Love’s flesh to flesh. But what’s the “to”? We can only speak as the Cyborgtailor, here, logocentrically. (Outside the logos, there’s no fetish arousal, only mere normal pious sex.) It’s mututal recognition of the shared fetish, the shared arousal of body-mind-techne by body-mind-techne. It’s electric connective, bodily connective. Love’s flesh. “To”. Flesh.
