Allow your spine to lengthen and settle in the space between.
Re-member re-re-member re-re-re-member.
Remember the future.
The future isn’t what it used to be.
Unspell the spell of the present.

The present is a current,
the current is a narrative,
the narrative is a spell,
the spell the substance of our present.

The snake only bites its own tail until it gets hungry.
We feed the snake.
We sit in a circle.
We hold on to lengths of film.
We skifte the stof of the celluloid.
We trance.
We laugh.
We sing.
We conduct the ritual.
We unspell the spell.
We.