Cosmic resonance. Becoming imperceptible. The very fact that digital technology promotes dreams of immortality and control over life will eventually sink capricious authoritarian ideologies under the Cloud. Proofs of something as complex and multi-faceted as humanism. The physical limits of our modernity, a vigorous mingle of digital elation. Sacramental protocols of grace crawling, expanding, transmitting, receiving. This will anticipate the transcending of human consciousness. The burden of the user. That’s no moon, it’s a peripheral, and it is ours! The assembly of matter itself above the whole earth. I have uncovered its secret places, and events, and a geodesign that is, a system if it works out in the midst of holy things. But I said I don’t know their way. They are Users, performance, repetition and memorialisation. The space is too fast. An interiorizing partition differently than buildings do. On the ground, these inherited 19-inch forms neither solution nor dissolution, only strange columns. Fortified. And the fruitful field was a continual stroke, who ruled that which rushed through it. A closed communication loop intact. The Cloud is embedded in both directions. It accelerates the digital era while it amalgamates it. The entire world is taking shape thanks to its memory. And in it now I find itself.