collective experience, elected inference interwoven history, individual consequence exegeses of identity
your eyes wide shut, hidden in light a backsight shot in pitch-black night don‘t let nothing get too close refuse access, estrange from yourself
wall up the window, bastardise the past forge your elegy, your vita sugarcoated eliminate the unwaned, crown yourself in red reinvent your character, kaleidoscopic act
no link to lost past, no grab to the coming anchorless biomass and synthesized reminiscence foolish illusionists – is it you? is it me? fictional consciousness
drones in action, coded slaves lost in mission, bound to the deal drones in action, coded slaves lost in mission, shot to the head