We’re really good at remembering ‘the objects from upstairs’ (however, up there, they are not things), and so, when we get here, we make them: cars, books, computers, every sort of tiny piece of junk. But we were told -not- to remember the objects, and instead to remember -the purposes-. Having forgotten the purposes, the objects now rule our world, and our own lives. They even remake our minds in their image…