up above, another force watches and spectate. they laugh, cry, and ultimately give influence to these snapshots without knowledge. these snapshots that hold dear to the viewer's hearts and minds are then dropped into another space, unexisting and real. they fall... they fall, and create life. they fall, and create the archives. these archives.. hundreds, thousands, millions of collected snapshots fall into a once non-existent archive, and bloom into life. these archives are now titled "nullzone". and somewhere, somehow - in some part of the infinite unending ever-changing archives - a gear stops moving. and with it, the archives start to crack. 041221-3
