Sundays script
The images gave us no rest
yet failed night after night
despite how real they were
to describe the world as we really knew it.
As it knew us.
All of my friends became addicts
just like yours.
The lake sings a language I can’t understand.
If you were God, how would you treat yourself?
Closing credit:
Clint Enns, Mike Hoolboom, Louise Liliefeldt
Ariana Reines, Frederik Valentin