Every day in the post reality is a new day. A fabricated reality based on the strategic design of forgetfulness to be absorbed into the media-generated narrative… In the post reality there is no such thing as the private. We are all on! Or we want to be. There is a death-like fear of being alone, of being left out… In the post reality we are all performers, we are all on stage, there is no distinction between… In the post reality the virtual has more potency than reality itself… In the post reality, everyone belongs to everyone else… In the post reality, there is no longer separation between that which is real and that which is not… The Post Reality is a horrific exaggeration of a world in which we are all performers in a pervasive reality tv show… In the post reality, the artist’s life and work is an episodic series… THE ARTIST CAN FREELY ACCESS THE OTHER WORLD, AND THAT MY FRIEND, IS THE POST REALITY… Who am I? In the post reality you never quite know who you might be… for now… It’s all a show for our entertainment, our diversion, stimulation. For every day in the post reality is just another show, another episode in the unfolding saga of the ever-present present… The Post Reality is to build one!!. In the post reality, everything is very precise, every action is logged perfectly into the master CLOCK: all of us synced together perfectly entwined in the ever-present-present, our GPS coordinates maintained + tracked wherever we go… In the post reality, there actually is no ending. It simply doesn’t end, unless we stop it… The post reality IS THE SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF… It is in this present day reality where we inhabit a new kind of territory that has blurred our perception between what is real, what is simulation, what is non-human, animated, or mechanical: we have entered, clearly and unequivocally, the post reality… Moving BEYOND REALITY [beyond the suspension of disbelief] in the creation of a world, my own imaginary universe: that is the post reality. AN IMAGINARY SHOW.