A ballot floats through the air like a mechanical butterfly, delicate in descent, but once it touches ground, everything freezes. The jungle goes mute. The city forgets its language.
A ritual begins: one created not in oracle chambers but in air-conditioned think tanks with sliding doors and corporate logos. Democracy arrives as gospel, prepackaged and barcode-approved, dropped from drones or delivered via diplomatic pouch. It conquers like a parasite: nesting in the heart, feeding on belief, and killing the host with false promises.
‘Democracy’ is the new colonialismEmpires have not changed, they have simply cloaked themselves in platitudes such as “resilience,” “visibility,” and “empowerment”
Constantin von Hoffmeister