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Tearing through familiar highways. Diodes piercing like starlight. Impulse engines at maximum. SKUFF’s hands clutch the controls. G-forces pull at the chassis with each turn. A new consciousness has infiltrated the rave at the end of the world.

Fused cybernetics with pumping rhythm. Burning through limiters, engine lines glowing - molten red. Music, Ravers, and Pilot. Keeping pace with light until it's overtaken. Matter folds and collapses. Warping space-time and sound. ​​The human form no longer seems to be sufficient. With every beat we grow more machine-like. With every break we crave singularity.

////// Meltdown \\\

[01] desire.

Pure XTC floods our mind. Stomping kicks lead us further and further down the spiral.

Desire for a new constitution of boundaries between organism and machine becomes unbearable.

[02] simulation.

All systems go. Simulating

accelerated economic conditions.

This is anti-humanism.

Digital annihilation of anything organic.

[03] dysfunction.

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r̸͉̓è̴͍p̸̮͘l̵̤͗ĩ̴̓c̷̽̔ǎ̷̋ț̴̃e̴͛̕d̸̜̈ ̴͉͘o̷̒͋ṕ̵͚t̸̆͋ḯ̵̖m̶̩̆i̵̽̈s̷͈̓m̶̈̓ ̴̓͒-̷̀͝ ̷͑͊ä̷̖́ ̴̉̇ǵ̶̪l̷̓̽ï̴̙t̶͍͂c̴̥̕h̷̫̀ ̵͂͝ǐ̸̔n̴̛̓ ̶̔̀t̶͐́h̷̿͜e̷͛͝ ̸̛͓s̵̅̊y̴̡̍s̷̛͔t̶͋͗e̸̽̓ḿ̷̖ ̷̀͝

As each bass drum breaks another layer of cognition we reach singularity. X = 1^n

Time shifts in nonlinear directions; each binary becomes an infinity; the fourth and fifth dimension: perceivable.

finally

we are free.