Blade Runner

Blade Runner

the colonial drum beats on and on and on under the lights of a city that can't go to sleep, can't go to sleep because bureaucratic absurdities reflect the things that were stolen from us - scott traps them in the retina, in the technology that captures the retina, in the image that captures the technology that captures the retina, and then again the wheel spins, and it cartels through itself, industries keep trying to make people theirs and they do this by making new people but how does one escape from an identity that they did not choose?, that was made for them?, that was forced through those ugly circumstances that put the fascists in charge?, and so the colonial wheel spins and spins and spins: its a circle with no radius.

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