A capital of all the dead empires, an inexhaustible city, a movie set which is hyper-real and indestructible. A new Babylon perhaps, greater than New York London Paris Rome, an accumulated Mexico City, breeding place of huge rumbling discontents, acres of scrap and sex, delighting in a continuing rebellion, an affirmative refusal!
Vast dark city that, like a videogame, can be moved into in theoretical space, except endlessly, so that you move like a blip on a screen within no confines. The virtual metropolis, a game of wish, so that by traversing dream-alleys you could encounter manifestations of other selves, frightening incarnations of buried desire, gangs of sex-workers doomed and jubilant.
Your wishes come true. Sour, ugly, disappointing, biologically blooming around you like a filthy chaos of spreading crystal.
This is our labyrinth and our dream-city, to which we must surrender our hearts. Have you ever felt the truth that there is an anti-Jerusalem and a newer Babylon, where you will be expurgated and purged?
Would you step into the depths of a city where all the secret thoughts of your heart were instantly, ominously made flesh? Would you watch the secret movie of your desires, mixed and mingled with angst and trepidation? Your dreams imploded and reversed, set in negative form, your wishes imparted with a breath of life, free to move and feel pain.
Your breath, outflowing, is the guarantee. Forming the particles and atoms of the sharply-embodied citizens of the Metropolis. Identical with the old mystery religions.
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