Escape Artist

We have taken to deracinated escape into confusions of artificiality and enervating negations, high-speed assaults of meaninglessness.  The mind flounders, is reduced to a minimal coping strategy in a state of hopeless flux-interruption.  We are unmoored, vitiated, without hope or horizon.  The forlorn person fades to a ghost in the machine, an escape artist trapped in their illusionist apparatus.