The Red Button: Prologue

Stories of this nature seem to lie behind the darker, more remote parts of our social consciousness. Especially in times of apparently inevitable catastrophe. Whether the issue at hand is religious piety, environmental degradation, social inequality or simply the overwhelming fact of human noise, everyone imagines their own survival of the apocalypse. Everyone imagines the fresh green quiet that must lie after the fall of humanity. What potential lies in that oasis we will never know, apocalypse is an action of our imagination, to instant and complete to ever manifest itself completely. So as individuals, surrounded by decay, loss, and the slow violence of human short-sightedness, we wait and we dream of a painless, regenerating apocalypse. This is one such dream.


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