Calling all Graphic Designers! All Typographers!

Really great work so far everyone! Less than a week to our screening so keep it up!

WE NEED TYPOGRAPHY FOR THE LINES BELOW THAT ARE NOT CROSSED OUT: 

Contribute your Typography to the Collaboration here!

Thanks Again!

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Ladies and gentlemen,

the world is much larger and stranger than you have been led to believe

there are extraordinary things in your everyday lives

there are hidden treasures in familiar shadows 

you have been kept shielded

shielded from the dangerous and untamable world of the actual

we hand it all to you on a plate packaged and pristine

the blandly mass-produced trinkets

the omnipresent corporate cafes

the unchallenging brainless autotuned overprocessed media that fills your screens and airwaves

we’ve anaesthetised you like a Huxleyan Soma

with all the aroma of neatness and control

whilst the disorder of your anarchic nature has been pounding at your soul

we can never be like you

so we reduce you to simplicity

but you have sparks of divinity

you are married to infinity

we make you fear your imperfections

but in fact they are the diamond of your being

and they will always offer unimaginable variations

you have forgotten how to dream

because we have removed it from your language

but there are things inside you that are mysterious and magical and impossible to explain

and if anything cannot be rationally explained then our machines will not compute

you are being watched, my friends

you are taxed livestock

you are numbers on our screens

and you are seeking little other than the peaceful parade of pictures on screens

the tranquil melody of corporate lullaby

this is an invitation

put down your newspapers

turn off your tvs

because there is a war being waged for your minds

and you’re starting to feel scared

you’re starting to forget just how free and powerful you really are

deep inside you there is a roaring fire

that is not cooled by comfort or tamed by fear

a fire that burns in all things

a fire that can drag your fellow beings out of stagnant waters

and re-imagine your world with no leader or station

no grants from rich foundations

a world that is not made of atoms but stories

a world that shifts its shape with every passing daydream that intervenes your daily routines

and the narcotic moments of creative bliss

the bizarre stomach flutterings with the lovers you kiss

the complex structures you devise

and the endless nights shooting stars into your eyes

there are trails of light in your collective dreams

there is sentience in your discarded machines

everything in this world is intoxicating

everything is on fire all the time

and you are bound only by the limits of your imagination everything else will follow

the world will follow

as above so below

a new heaven and a new earth