metropolis is a happening.
its time and space are an elastic net that sucks in the kinetic and static energy of its inhabitants, bouncing then all into a transic daydreaming.
constant be-ing.
should one raise against metropolis it spits them out straight into existence of de-orbited electron - urban exile of madness and limp ambition.
metropolis is a worship temple of human, inhuman and dehuman kind. its metastructure becomes more than ever planned: created by man - creates a man. being all laic gains divine power.
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we may need to abandon metropolis one day
said flaneuse playing with the edge of her skirt
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