The future is before your eyes

You ring the bell and wait. As the speed at which you breathe increases, you can feel the blood pumping through each and every vein of your excited existence. The door cracks open. You are inside now. But are you? Well, you’re almost there. It takes an elevator ride of joy to be sucked into the next dimension. The one in which you are who you are supposed to be. The sanctuary awaits you. That thumping feeling returns. The air grows colder the higher you go. But then - you suddenly feel it.

For a brief moment in time, the future of intelligence is captured before anything else can continue.

We stand in between the past and what is to come. For an instance we are united with our introduction that towers so far above the trails that lead from one destination to another. The camera’s point towards us as we talk about who we are, what we want, and where we shall go. The scene is put into perspective as the chit-chatting ensues. Art is in the eye of the beholder, right? That’s why every angle is captured so delicately. Each day is different but the mission is constant. Physics cannot defy the logic behind this. We constantly search. What time is it? I believe it was 3 minutes short of midnight; 11:57? 23:57? 3voor12 indeed.

The beloved bunker of inspiration has brought us closer to the core of mellowness. Three letters have pushed us just that extra mile. If you know which mile I mean, you know which mile we all mean. Pitching in the dark is like seeing with no light. But that sounds logical, you say? Sure it does, but we never said it wasn’t logical. As we repeat words in an infinite loop of digestion, the psychedelics of etymology become real. Rituals are dope and creating is the source of repetition.

The coming together of the creative mind melts into a streaming body of interdisciplinary madness. A stroke of wisdom is all it takes to convince us that our destination stands before us.

Welcome to Future Intel!