Midjourney, Photoshop;
This is not an artwork.
It’s a digestion.
A system swallowing itself in real time.
The machine eats the human.
The human feeds the machine.
Everyone’s eyes are screens.
Everyone’s mouth is garbage.
Information becomes flesh.
Flesh becomes pixels.
Truth is copy-pasted.
And bleeds into absurdity.
Excess. Exchange. Execution.
Collapse. Purification. Overstimulation.
The hunger feels holy.
