You brush past a gathering of dust, hair and cobwebs to press the power button on top of your computer. It grinds to life. You can smell the dust which has been fired out from the case by several loud internal fans, the flashes of dust particles passing through beams of red LED lights and vice versa is quite mesmerizing.
THE MYSTERY MAN:
A choreography of detritus, you have just given this ballet of hair and skin cells the agency to rehearse and perform in this opportune moment they have found in the inorganic process. Conducted by red lights; drifting, circulating, responding to invisible forces. Pulled by heat, gravity, habit and algorithms. Much like yourself. Funeral confetti.
Already loaded on your homepage as you boot up the device, is the I’m Feeling Lucky random Wikipedia article page – it seems to have been set as the default browser homepage.