Loss of Self - white noise
I am no longer. Just a static shell, a trace of a human.
Signal Loss
Loss of Self - the shape dissolves
I am only shadow now, bent to the power that feeds me.
Loss of Self - the body flickers
I've grown small, cowering beneath the current. Like a child before a god.
Loss of Self - exhaustion in color
My breath is no longer mine. It follows the rhythm of waves that drown me.
Loss of Meaning – looking into the eyes
I tune myself in, to the chaos, to the frequency of numbness.
Loss of Meaning - the inside becomes infected
I become part of the device, no longer a sender, only reception.
Loss of Meaning - the eyes changed
I merge with the noise, my gaze becomes a mirror, my skin just a filter.
Loss of meaning – the view is lost
What I see is empty, but I cannot look away. I’m bound to the void.
Loss of Signal – the posture tilts
I wear the mask, not out of fear, but just to keep breathing.
Loss of Signal - first contact
My eyes are burning, not from truth, but from duration.
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