Dreams are the corridors from the conscious to the primal stew of images, sounds and sensations of beautiful madness. As a fascist elite presides over the voracious will of a market that is rapidly spinning beyond all control; we are consigned to the reality-nightmare of holding labor and consumption as our ultimate gods. We live our lives enclosed within the cages of clock time and the Gregorian calendar and move like pre-programmed robots who have lost all autonomy through our days, weeks, months, years, within the clock-like precision of the logic of Newtonian-Cartesian order.

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