Dissident minds flow through the yellowed outer crust of the centrifuge exploding into innumerable shards of decay and wallowing grey. Such an event results in concurrent vacuums on either side. A momentary peace finds its way into the world.

Fields in obsolescent stages confirm all mans fear, corruption and disillusion inevitable. Morons fight the madness with more madness. Out with the old in with the new, out with the new in with the future.

No matter who or where or why, only obey and agree and act. Famished flies congregate in the obstacle known as reality, hungrily latching onto the slightest inkling of remorse or regret. Words create vacuums. All language has limitations and therefore cannot be expected to answer all that is questioned. Every moment holds a mirror to some past or future. Filtered and desensitized, nothing of the essential weight is retained.

Every entity creates and destroys, without exception. Drown out the electrified circus show and accept the true nature of life.