senescence

Beyond that LCD resides something inexplicably sinister: A black hole poised as authentic innocence — the absence of moral pretension and consciousness of cruelty whatsoever.
Under the guise of objective omnipresent observation, the facades’ appeal is the dedication it implies, the need to serve humanity’s wellbeing.
Feeding lies like panning flames, not to ‘us,’ but to our gelded brains that were once actually capable of judgement.
Hence robots are the pinnacle of lewdness.​