Cuultsau.

Cuultsau.
The collective of many beings.
All turning towards one simple direction.
Making themselves as a whole seem more complex than they truly are and should be.
With such illusions as choice and such visions as difference.
Timeless, thoughtless, emotionless, and helpless.
Creating a machine.
Represented through the complete human.

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The second and possibly the only piece left in the set.
More emotion/opinion than I had hoped probably seeped its way into it, but I couldn't keep it away or separate it this time.