We are inside, looking out. We are in darkness, we want the light. In the distance, a glimmer; the door of perception is open, walk – don’t run. Cold steel and primate genes to keep the lights on, we invent, we survive. Keep busy, […]
We are inside, looking out. We are in darkness, we want the light. In the distance, a glimmer; the door of perception is open, walk – don’t run. Cold steel and primate genes to keep the lights on, we invent, we survive. Keep busy, […]