“Perfection” is our formaldehyde – “staying young” our denial of mortality: preserving image as static currency. Fetishisation of youth/”beauty” is no fluke, but a Fantasy Trap: the reflexive attempt of a foredoomed system to delay its collapse.
Ensnared, we wallow in imagined stasis: Obsessed with preserving life, we forget to ever live it, Perfectly functional objects for a purely functional world.
Flesh withers inside a candy casing. Ignored time disappears in the blink of an eye.
Having invested all in the superficial, there is no energy left for the internal –image becomes our only purpose.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
