Saturday, July 20, 2013

Chirovision


If music is the soundtrack of life, then television is the wallpaper, ubiquitous as light itself. An incalculable amount of broadcasting perpetually engulfs us. If you're awake, chances are a flickering electronic surface is somewhere within your peripheral view.

Over time, the beams from all those hot little boxes cumulatively penetrate and manipulate our consciousness. The monitor becomes a digital membrane through which we perceive and interact with our surroundings. All that video seeping slowly into our bones, traveling up our spines, breaching our brains, recalibrating us from the inside out until we become projectors of the images, thoughts, and behaviors that have long been projected at us... and on, and on, and on... until there's no meaningful signal left at all.

Chloroform for the soul.

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