With the variations of the Marseillaise, the classical temperance and balance are swept away, the "mind" and "behavior" of the metropolis are twisted and mad, as if faith is the ultimate fantasy of science, without the connection of the heart, religion is evil and technology is ugly, and human existence boils down to for the function and structure of society. So do proverbs and doctrines still have primordial logic, and will revelation also become cheap depreciation in the age of mechanical reproduction? Isn't the core that makes the huge gears turn and drives the whole machine running on every original sin, and isn't the dripping beast on the bell tower of Notre Dame also a relic of a former delusion? ——The Tower of Babel, the tower that symbolizes the final disillusionment of the eternal limit of mankind, a set of oracles encoded with zero and one, an entangled history of a double helix structure, must sink and be lost in the mirror image of its hell, corrupt. Did the children who survived the flood, Maria, who was burned at the stake, really have a chance to escape the mix of steel and marble? Can you recognize the imprint of the soul on the covenant when each body is abstracted into labor on a dial, turning its face for the promised scale?
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