“we have too much of truth and that we are looking for the exact opposite, something unspeakable, essentially irreducible to the all-encircling semiotic of capital – a way out, a cloud of unknowing. Speaking in signs is all we can do; so we adorn ourselves with arcane sigils, weave myths of fallen gods, raise deconstructed chants to the beats of synthetic drums – anything to break free, but somehow we keep coming back, orbiting the same unbreakable truth, again and again, running in never-ending circles.”