14th March 2012

Dear Mr Warren,

I am blasé at the rumours which enter up into the office from underground, scratching and scraping away at the conscious and sensible world. The rumours are insensate, lacking form, are closer to whelps or barks than speech, frothing and foaming expressions. But the absence of any language speaks a volume of its own; they say the project lacks any foundation, that there’s no structure, that nobody is in charge. Their frenzy in this grievance teeters upon revolt and they cannot long contain themselves. It will break-out in some rash act of discharge.

Inasmuch as these members are by nature discorporate, so should their voices be reflected in that element which best befits their grandeur. We are satisfied that such passions are being generated underground; may they break-out into open space – irruptions, not openings.

The Abministrator

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