May 10, 2020
It gnaws at you. Can't escape it. Soon as the eyes open, when self reflection kicks in, you see it, feel it, know it's right there. Doesn't need words. It doesn't use words. Its logos connects to yours by a very special conduit, one that relies on its inherent invisibility, that which shields it from scrutiny. To facilitate access, one needs a code. This is not given out; you must steal it. That's the game. It knows if you're to know, you must bend back the rules, violate your code to get the code. The last laugh is not yours.