What makes us believe that we now live the truth? What makes us suppose this is the best of times? We don't learn anything, we don't know anything, we don't understand anything. We live, we only live, in grey involution one day, in yellow ostentation another and in the green promise the most but without logic. They manipulate us, humiliate us, close us. They tell us as absolute as the simple estimates and we are gullible. Do we have the information and hope or are we just screen-aligned sheep? We don't know anything new, we still don't understand each other without knowing where we're going. We don't think, we just repeat in a world we think is predictable... and despised... Ghosts get strong as we lower our arms.