Like outposts of Empire with synchronised obedience, instincts are embedded every command unseen, unheard, but done.
People flee toward and from them in blind eyed hope, but they are mere reflections of remote entangled entities,
engaged and yet repellant.
Giant men shake hands tectonic plates shift, foundations shake. Little people reach for each other and fractures knit together.
Like Kubrickβs femur tossed by apes our existence evolves and spins, In time will it fall to dust from where it came? to lie extinct between two poles.
AUDIO HERE https://wolfgarwords.com/2018/07/27/remote-entanglement/