Nowadays, The Creation has drifted away into genetic profiles, biochemical evolution left the human beings existence alone. What we are proud of as living like a man has slipped away and hide behind the high speed of technostructure and Data pool. Without any reality, who we are and how we live break into pieces, become hollow and weightless, and then vanish. We believe everything was just perfectly under our control, so we speed up. Intensively continuing to alienate ourselves to fit in this progressing machine-oriented world. Every machinery is made under the design of trying to look like a human being by copying the specific movements and facial expressions of a man, or in an even more perfect state. Yet, still it is a machine. What makes us believe we have the ability to play such a role to create things immortal and keep them alive?

With no introspect of what have we done, we stay alive but not living a life. Pass actual experiences, real touches and irreplaceable moments by. The natures underneath became nothing but a display. Displays on the shows, we leave them aside and eventually erased them from our memories. In the end, nothing remains, only silence, absence and stateless.