TearLine Group

I levelled up! I’m a Superhuman God maxing out the universe’s scoreboard. Taking flight and piloting my F-35 or conning my Mighty Ship, I’m liberated from man’s constraints. I transcend my limitations. I left orbit. I’m a spiritual warrior slashing the thunderclouds! The stars were aligned just for me. But the frightening lightning struck me. I’m supercharged! I’m the collective man! I feel I image all minds into mine. But then I fell back, returning to my grounded, human form.

I was really Captain of the Flying Dutchman—doomed to sail forever. One who writes others off easily. I was on a quest for my own salvation. But my will isn’t greater than God’s.

Humans leave Earth to become Starmen aboard the Mothership. Conforming. Neglecting their individuality. Choosing to be isolated aliens in spaceships—their own custom universes built by the Saviour Machine’s algorithms.

The Saviour Machine, a catchall for human moral error, chews humans up and spits them out as space oddities—supermen starring for audiences. Influencers, YouTubers, celebrities—all stars fueled on knowledge and ego, but ultimately isolated and asocial. It’s lonely above the world.

All they need is love to be grounded. To become self-accepting Earthlings stewarding the planet instead. It’s not about a battle for power nor stardom, but a pursuit for unity and stewardship.

Man's attempt to become superhuman—his pursuits of perfection and immortality—leads to his own reduction. A warped self-perception. Minimizing himself to a machine. An intellectual giant! Amidst this, he becomes asocial, alienated, and insensitive, neglecting his true form. Man isn't an emergent byproduct or a construct of a simulated universe, but a miraculous creation.

We're all people—social, emotional beings exploring the universe. Capable of more than the eyes can tell. Each of us carry the capacity for love, affection, and graciousness. It’s simply a matter of recalibrating ourselves, shedding those distorted self-perceptions.

I level-up. Super Mario! I dance above the world, gathering powerups in the sky. I'm a superhuman against harsh conditions. I sift through reality, downloading and imaging every human's brain into mine. I'm an alien lifeform! A collective consciousness. But then I fell to Earth into my human form again. Thirsting for essentials. Hungering for Earth's elements. Again, I cannot escape my mortality. My own true form.