You love to be in this moment. The past is the past, the future unformed. You prefer to be in this minute with me. Create it yourself on concrete. . A certain place in the mythology of romance.
Wires. Wires. . Everyone wires run. With human figures. Wires like graphs. Nerves. Wind up in this area. Transmit and receive. . Aerials three dimensional.
An ultimate time physically natural decay cell cosmetic just. Let us stay forever brainless humanoids avoid the automatic. Switch - off safety copies of oneself with no consciousness.
I am encoding the present. This beauty is unpleasant. For me. There is no need any more. . I am hacking int the now. Looks too real to be true. There is no losing any more.