DHUMANIZE CTRL
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DHUMANIZE CTRL are engaged in an unknown task of cultural (re)evolution, an obscure mission with no briefings or specific direction other than upwards and down into the past of the future and the future of the past. "yesternow was not present in the world of today, there is no connection with any autentic realm of the futuredrome", that used to be our modus operandi in the quest for landscapes of dream and desire in the mud of what s left of truth. the web we tear to rags right now, is probably the same as you aknowledge as the safetynet of your reason a priori. your outlook will soon display only weak contures of the world you thought you knew and were on top of. will you hear any whisper of truth breaking through the permafrost of silence? will the light of human race reach the spheres of the future and illuminate the stipulated future? you may feel safer if you are capable of relating this motion of activity to specific cultural/social/human sparks of energy in the vague memories of time and history. but are you dead sure, so sure you can play with your sanity at stake?
WE are at terms with the limits of our dhuman brains, which implies all segments of knowledge, information and insight. what is existence and life and what is beyond? we take no signs for granted from the chaos of being, the force of the unknown or the glimpses of the alien and sometimes hostile lifeforms in the worlds of the past and the future. in the alleys of our minds all recognitions or notions of ctrl and dctrl are doomed to fade out and cease to serve as truth or fact. perhaps they were all just specters of dlusion, simple products of a an imagination just as simple? there is no evidence of any universal reality of perception, no truth carved into any matter outside the human thought or reflection. humanity is blinded by the many inventions of it s own, captured in the visions of reason and simulacres of truth, just like Narcissius lost himself to the image of his own. humanity is fooled by own announcements of control, world domination and superiority. slowly we see ourselves turn into the gods we worshiped in the past. the triumph of science and human creation in a cold and mute desert of existence, where every step you take is visible to only the eyes of human kind.
