Moving along in worn stockings...
Dualiving
Dreary Rest
My eyelids grow heavy alongside the clouds...
The Sun is Beneath Us
And so we sit in grotesque ignorance and hush our children as they gawk and point.
The Mechanism
Here, inside the Mechanism, we all have our place. We are billions of data points, billions of simple machines, and together, we turn the gears inside the Pocket Watch. While one promotes Industry and causes great influx of revenue, another seeks to extricate himself of Currency. One works to feed the Mechanism, and the other... Continue Reading →
