Jarosław Łukaszewicz:
[It was similar on the South Island. The solar wind always blew the birds from the north, they sat on the cliff, looked longingly at the ocean when turtles laid eggs under the cliff]
Jarosław Łukaszewicz:
[they go down underground through the next layers of the cemetery and when they come back up, they go around the floors, fill vacancies, when they practice new gestures, learn the non-obvious web of addresses, they plan a hostile takeover]
Jarosław Łukaszewicz:
[They cuddle when they dream, deconstruct, reconstruct, but they wake up often. They work at full speed, they teleport, they transfer the properties of particles through extra-dimensional symmetries, they transfer the whistle, they grind it all into dust]
Jarosław Łukaszewicz:
[Someone is already working on this, which is reassuring. Our situation will be mapped out, citations will appear, we will survive in the archive. If the successors have problems with the truth, they will be given drawings.]
Jarosław Łukaszewicz:
[I probably also become blurred, I end up as a subject of events and words. What matters is this big digesting machine, you can hear its hum. Collects data and crushes mitochondria, efficiently replacing them with algorithms]
Jarosław Łukaszewicz:
[And now imagine – the Sun is rising, yes. It is rising in the morning. That's It's nature. And the sun is shining. It's shining everywhere. It's bright from this morning sun. Everyone is happy about the Sun, that's their nature]