The Influencer Sculpture

we're just wrappers. But we're empty inside. Absent. But the outside very shining .That's the matter. Automatism and Alienation. we're just the skin that cover our adulated person. We have become "the Rubber people". Made with plastic. We forgot the nature world and the human essence. There si so much cars in the world as people. Plastic food. Plastic body. Light artificial pink. But inside, empty. While, the ocean empty of life and full of our shit is warning us. Everything needs to look good. everything needs to be beautiful. At endly fake. But we, the ugly people, are more and more every time. The time of the beautiful people is ending and those who remain are made of plastic. Everything artificial. A market society that look more towards to the competence of the market than towards to the solidarity between the other people of the population. You can sell everything. You can buy everything. Even every person has a price. Every human is a number. Market Value. So many cars so many smoking people. So much smoke. So less people. Toxic atmosphere. Shit smell. And polluted world. Rubber bodies full of smoke and intoxicated destroy almost without want everything that surrounds them due to their pathetic condition of existence. How much progress. How much hypocrisy how much ego. How much irony. "The perfect line in a willful material on difficult terrain is powerful enough".