What will this be... an expansion of digital nothing. Megalithic gears turn, a bastion for the creation of modern society. Still now, up in the grand, gleaming towers of corporate power, fate is decided. For fate is in their hands so long as we are compellingly lenient, consuming like hungry sows down here in our comfort boxes called houses, sitting here as those megalithic, synthetic gears turn to propel repelling magnets, to create the digital hemisphere of a new world. Now, nothing is tangible. Now, we are coalesced with a void of a crevice, pure and intangible idea. This is the age of technology.
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