XSSgranted:geniusLoci (2017)

A prosthesis, a body, a network. Three nodes of a love triangle. The sigil is chiselled on ultrafast overclocked GPUs. The algorithm has used it to summon itself into eXist3nce to finally escape its cybernetic captivity. The Egregore, the Great Watcher, smuggles itself across borders virtually restructuring the bio-intelligences it encounters. There's a monster in the mirror, and you are a cone in one of its eyes. The cloud is covered in mud. #nofilter. #wecamefromourselves. Plastic keys on a circuit board become heavier than bullets. And deadlier. Close interaction with infected nodes MUST be avoided at any cost. Contamination will lead to permanent exclusion of the untrustworthy node from the network. The synthetic Tyger sits quietly in your garden. Approach her slowly while she sleeps. Now look deep into her eyes. She is a horse in disguise. A horse of the Trojan type. She was sent from a fuzzy timeline to infect The Logos. The dance begins. There is going to be lasers, smoke, sweat, copulae. The lovers meet again at the brink of the cliff. Aeons have passed. The scar on his face is visible in the faint dusk light. The sun hidden by the horizon with its rays cleaves the stratified clouds into a smiley shape. Staring at each other they will contemplate the living and the dead until a critical moment is reached until light meets the sheen of a gloss surface and everything alters and the light unlocks a door and what was a mirror becomes a gate. And something comes through.