How beautiful the life of robots is, just 
alogorithmically beautiful! However, apparently, it is,
but not for those of them who day after day endlessly clean up the garbage while you litter. Just imagine the enormous labor that falls on the shoulders of these Atlanteans. But why should we care? Littering is our business, otherwise they wouldn't have such a (un)favorite job. I wonder if they 
have feelings? Or have they been packaged up and 
thrown out with the garbage? 

Crashing

I are we, the high-techerz. 
All those freaky but cinematic atmospheres and minimalist trance rhythms.

here to unite us.

Crashing

Ray Vortex