Event Robot

Not every day…. You don’t live not even for a moment. And inside of our mind almost human, the unconsciousness begs for an inheritance that has been forgotten, deleted through the centuries. We seek among the missing paths. We try to fill that hollowness with beats and screams, scratching our soul, satisfying a necessity that can not be satisfied. You lay here, in the inheritance repressive cave, where our primitive animality is contained. We are forced to behave, to blind our touch, suffocate our yelling and numb our senses making the beast to twist itself...and our damage gets worse. Hurting at every breath and heading it beyond the threshold of sanity. Our reflections fade away. We creep, in silence, waiting the next vision to bring us back that past. In the beginning there was no reason. In the beginning our instinct prevailed. Against our will we have forgotten. Now, stand still in your useless way and perceive the sounds that call for your blood, your roots.