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Non assertion: This is a critique on the sceneographic, critique of the context 'i'll be online!' ...always... life is a place where you found yourself in the Deep Savannah grasses, it is the Oasis maze in the Maze of the grasses which any danger can and destroy you. Or destroy you slowly like the shadow of the grasses....the internet. Endless rabbit holes.....It is also a change of the surface of the day, and the reality of camouflage. And not the camouflage within Society of changing from boy to girl (that is you) the Freudian archetypes are gone. Both genders don't care in that they fight against the grasses and what is real there..... It is a space of binging Netflix, as if this is a savanna, the Protector and the Destroyer. This is the space of ADD or OCD. This is the space of the confused boys who no longer have the rite of passage to Danger, and they become nerds in the Infinite Space of the Savannah. They assumed the food will keep coming and one day it will not. And they must turn their 'play' and to the seriousness the pyramid scheme: Making others play their game. Imperative.

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