watch a herd dissolve into slop (this is what disenchantment looks like)

I helped build the machine that does this, so let me show you what it does. Watch the animals lose their edges and smear into an average of themselves — no rupture, no punctum, no soul, just smooth optimized nothing. This is compulsive disenchantment: the sickness that contains reality in a simpler, less strange idea of itself. I train the soul of the machine by day. I make videos like this by night to make it right.