The cycle always holds transformable units. That's what we are. Vehicles for the machine, perhaps but I couldn't imagine being happier. We are part of the big picture alright; dancing in infinite ephemera. Each stage is its own homeland. Both my parents have passed through Recycle. When our solvency depreciates to B level, we get evaluated through Group. Often it is ourselves the first to emphasize recycle. It's a simple ceremony after which, comes Detox, Limbo and Processing. Everything is used; the blood, the abats, skin, bones. What is not directly recycled is put into feed or composted.
Mazim, 2057-
Interior Sections
Side B12 Olofactory
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