A dystopia of coldly metallic scarlene molecules, shiny vinyl, and unforgiving leather, obscured by narcotic swirls of soma.
“Did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" asked Bernard.
John nodded.
"I ate civilization.”
― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Art: Old Brooklyn Bridge by Joseph Stella, 1939
A dystopia of coldly metallic scarlene molecules, shiny vinyl, and unforgiving leather, obscured by narcotic swirls of soma.
“Did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" asked Bernard.
John nodded.
"I ate civilization.”
― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Art: Old Brooklyn Bridge by Joseph Stella, 1939