The moments recur in a frenzy well calculated. Ease intertwined with efficiency. The aging puppeteer struggling to make it live. His arms wave so that others can express themselves and forget arms. A split personality as yet. A vision futile but doubly troubling. Some do not complain about that. As the user operates the pulse is alive, yet still restless. This is a delicate moment, as they all are. They do not last very long. They move him. They excite. They are dying. In an instant. (The Chemical Brothers - Further - Astralwerks)
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