INTRO.
"It was the default subscriptions to junk-art cultures that kept us disconected. Planned obsolescence and fast-fashion had us donning and shedding false skins to an industry rhythm composed to maintain our hunger and keep us chasing greener grass. Sweeter and sweeter 'diet' soda. Never enough candy. "Buy me, I'll change your life" was a mantra coined to fund unconscious minds. Gratification would quickly fade, downtrodden by the eight-eyed boots of manufactured insecurity "ahh you got the six eyed ones did ya? They're from last season." Manipulated and marketed into unwitting submission. Dupably medicated to dependence. Docile lives were played out within narrow constructs pre-defined by the capitalist creed that our society had created. A Terror Vision set sat strong in every room. A one-eyed god programming 24hr fear porn. And while distracted from the present, the status-quo strolled by. 5 days we slaved, bound to individual paths by past and future hands of psychological time. Work now, live later. 2 days of scheduled freedom to ease the discontent. We spent them bending on excess. Media-prescribed, toxic guilty pleasures. Retail therapy and weekend 2-for-1's on sanctioned vices; '40oz to Freedom' or a six-pack of escape. Last-chance sales on permanent repeat. With buffet cart mentality, we'd fill our boots and guts on bargains that let us think we'd won." And then we woke up?