golden

....the golden age of the glitched aeon is like a perpetually mesmerizing, mirage of a place just beyond the sunlit horizon... before the edges of the earth, the corners of the world, the matrix converges, the divine implodes, and eminates outwards like sparks from a might blast of TNT and debris discarded by advertising agencies employed to make terrible artwork for corporate logos and design with a brutally ugly emphasis on more and more adulteration....

like the chaos the blockchain whips up, so too does the artwork stimulate the mind- the electro-chemical patterns are the extra-dimensional and true architectural wave patterns that oscillate and ethereally exist....
they may not think but you do, and so- the content only as they are observed they are...