Your chains are still chains, even though you chose purple.

Soon there will be no galleries,

Because people are afraid,

To gather together, or not allowed.

We used to be able to gather and discuss,

Art was an experience, not just a commodity.

People would go to movies and discuss them afterwards.

Share moments, not statuses.

Now they are afraid, so they hide inside,

Sheeple.

Hide inside and pretend they are unique,

Hiding for their own reasons,

But their not.

Now they mask the past, destroy it. as a justification,

For their insanity,

Or they make it a commidity.

Stupid. Your mask doesn't make you anything more than a unique slave.