Mechanized memories of intellectual beast puffing cigarrettes to maintain a level of production, to maintain the pursuit of an artificial (euphoria) happiness. Throwing physical/spiritual energies, the backbone of existence, into the wheel of mass exploitation and sedation. Accepting hungrily with pride the monumental pay cheque; reward for sacrificing individual growth and freedom of mind; monetary token of obedience and anonymity. On a dare of conscious principle, a pen or brush in a creative flourish echo forth a voice, with the people for the people. Would you? Would I?
