Movement is an ancient ritual, we write rituals through movement, we shape order and gather energy through rituals. Today, we use the eye of the machine to reach a thousand miles away, to move from reality into the virtual, and then to capture the inaccessible reality in the virtual.

 

We use the wind as a pull, a link to luminaries, guideposts, and rings with energy to reshape a fluid storage. This storage is considered to be the ritual of the machine, using the flesh as a key, pulling the wind to make the beacon a monolithic sculpture, which is redefined as a memory in the ritual of the machine.