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When matters of life and death hang by a single thread, the desire to catch hold of a fleeting moments become consistently imperfect.  This sobering orbit for humanness is the soul of Transient State Policy. Distinguished by an atmosphere of immaculate sterility, the cloudy white fields establishes an illusion of structural order, nothing out of place, nothing messy. Until tension peaks, shooting out like a pressure drop, darting globules and spiking waveforms projecting havoc across the scenes as a reminder that a perpetual movement is the reluctant state of life.