A laptop computer rests on a desk in a small room. But the computer occupies a space of its own, a “virtual space.” It transforms the bewitching world into a text without author, without language, into a mechanical system that makes text produce a gridwork without writer, without altering it at all (even if one can dismantle its facade). The same sort of thing is done in dreams and in the most ordinary of human beings. One can already find the prototype and the essential structure of what will later define the “modern” ideal: the individual subject, an artificial construct created as a result of a process of elimination.