The Capitalist

  Gold and copper; rusting at the sight of solidified aggression. I am a consumer, I consume thoughts and ambitions. The magnitude of ones existence held in a compact metal, in which a single man renders an idea. An idea birthed from tiny molecules reacting and charging full length memories. Incepting a world where the values of life are juxtaposed in death. We design our perception and breathe life into a universe in which consists of zero gravity.