Radio silence and noise across coded networks. Signals from demilitarised spaces. Imagine a prison camp complex that covers the world landmass – each block a nation enslaved. No yard time, all radios tuned to special frequencies. This is the crumbling of the ego and the id, a vast hive experience. Out of the taps, a thick black paste. Behind the bars nothing alive, great wastelands, tundra, plains.
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