5. stencil madness in brick lane

having recovered from doses of madness, recalcitron knew the straight was just through the narrows. confirmation of sanity was provided by images of *cro-nasal sapiens adorning light posts where ever the eyes would fall.



*this legendary figure is part of the interstellar african diaspora mythology and integral to the foundations of parlimentary funkentelechy.

the sphinx had a nose like this, but it was cut off with a sword like that shown below in the doorway synopsis of the grale mythology.



the agents of chaos were flash mobbed by abnormal sun spot activity and had their outlines chemically etched into the unsuspecting brickwork. note the way they pixelate the car as part of their hieroglyphic hyperspace instruction manual.



further inspection of the immediate area and we see the finished object displayed brazenly mocking the planet bound earthlings.



scenes of distruction mix with motives of freedom and choice as they challenge us to make our decisions fast and make them to last.



taking aim at our cultural icons, are they trying to tell us to get smart? that we should take more care of our rubbish? or that even one eyed myopic trashbags are worth a second look/chance?



walk carefully through the minds debris. peer down through the cracks. sniffing the wind for advice. finally all this hard work pays off as the alien lair is revealed and we find them on the lookout for spy agents.



with the game given away an invitation comes out to proceed down the alley. all is revealed as the broken carcass of a space invader comes into view. for one time only, the leaked insides gather together and pose for this group photo.



as a parting gift, a mirror without glass is raised and allusions to the true identity of recalcitron flicker across the corners of vision.



all the while bass resonates through the streets from a tiny coloured ghetto blaster plastered to the wall.