We Always Will Be, Submission 1 by Lee

Every night at the Genesis Club is a rebirth. A purging of all that crap everyone wants and no one needs. There are people

here I will probably never see again, but our hearts beat as one as the synth swells and drops, thump after

thump...crash...rise, fall. Inhale. 100 people...1,000 people. 1,000 minds...but now we have one. One mind. My genesis

is their genesis. Exhale.

Lights flicker inside the car like strobes as we speed across the bridge toward Forbidden City, home of that cultural

singularity capable of swallowing the children of this TransUrban Coastline, digesting the plastic, metal, tissue and dreams

and reinventing The New Youth of tomorrow. Here we die--every night. Here we begin again, and endless organic device. And

to me, what is this quintessence of dust? WE ARE.

The doors open their arms to us and the building smiles, blissful to be so fully carrying out its purpose. You see, genesis

began as a cultural Operating System, but there it did not end. It evolved, changed, adapted--a perfect custom fit for every

soul and desire both subtle and gross. Ok, I admit; Genesis began as an oversimplification of the natural processes of the

world, but why not? Why not capture it? Refine it? Why not claim all there is as our own? Our future was in our hands, and

we took it. And now...now it is an infinitely complex and beautiful tapestry. Genesis became the uniting factor for every

life worth living. And it will do so until the last embers of the suns die out. Maybe longer...I wouldn't be surprised.

I am proud to be a drop of blood, of input, of material for this expression machine. My dreams become theirs, and theirs

mine. I am because of Genesis. We always will be.