We are literally dying from an overabundance of information, as we experience an atrophy of imagination through a world of sharply defined objects, street sign, traffic light, door, fence, wall, television, hospital bed, coffin.

We strive to deny change, in ourselves, or in the objects around us, so all remains inanimate, fake flowers, that gather dust indifferently and indefinitely until they are discarded. 

- David Dybdal