UNCODIFIED EDGES

Introduction:
In the past, inside cemented and metallic boxes, our bodies were trained to the masters’ discipline; in the future, through a thousand eyes with the grief to be always observed we will still be under control…

Prisoners in labyrinths of iron and gears
She has something unexpected in her eyes
Cog-wheels as supreme divinities
She has concealed her heart in the curls of the crowd...

...That can’t grasp her secret (password: sabotage!)
and that doesn’t see who is trembling in the shadow…
Hurry up! Darkness creatures, the new day is arriving!

You, who are still alive in the sign of the chaos, like a virus in the darkness
You, who are still alive, like an uncodified edge, proud residue of the disciplining practice.

Among defenceless bodies trained by the discipline
Face the look of a thousand gaolers!
Fighting the power by the force of numbers
Carving by flowers an epitaph for their world…

She can’t reveal her secret
She can’t confess her guilt
The future needs an indomitable look without hesitation.

You, revolutionary nucleuses in a restoration age!
You, black holes of the system’s self-consciousness!
You, sworn enemies of every established order!
History travels with you!