The architects will build, but who will follow, the geometry of rhythms collide, structures identify, the models study the patterns. They evolve, yet retain consistencies, to remain seated while shouting at the sky, intriguing is the dream that does not wake to collect the ballots. The ancestors gather in the archetypes, the composure of the circuitry, the plasticity of a universe becoming known.
– Josh Fleming
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