the manifesto

The computer hum of executive technology. Strange bits of information float through the air: someone's blog about why we're all getting younger, a photo of a younger me, and finally, a photo of the ex-Terrains. close on photograph: The ex-Terrains, with their arms around each other: The photo floats away and lands on the window sill. After a few seconds, it shifts and lands behind, beneath which: the words "the next chapter" float.

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the oracles

Your technology in the field,

Change of the winds, blow their steps into the sun.

That humanity,

This no man will not answer,

and the spirit seems.

This future is well-nigh to be the glory,

beautiful as the water of the sun.