"Societal independence an eroding shore, as waves of rights crash more and more. Magic money trees, the politician's rapport. Mindless minions of the Babylon whore!" Poem written and gifted to this piece by BlockMuse This piece depicts the ever growing dependence on technology, until the body is expendable and the brain becomes merely a storage unit for whatever is installed. We line-up silently to serve the new masters, to become a part of the machine. Unfeeling & unaware, we just want to be approved and accepted. The independent free-thinkers are vilified and shunned, they are not one of the whole. Constructed in ZBrush and Cinema 4D, with Photoshop and After Effects over 3 months.