If time steps forward like clockwork and everything is determined before it happens, can we really exist at all? What are we if we are machines? How does it feel to inhabit that idea and sit with it for a while?

Words: by Andy Balaam, released under CC-BY-SA.

Music: Dark Clouds by onlymeith (c) copyright 2013 Licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0) license. Ft: FFGreen Mu (FFGreen)