Flarnept Crumb 69 (photo ver.): Morse Code

Flarnept Crumb 69 (photo ver.): Morse code was the language of the Resistance. The Politvirate could shut their mouths and paralyze their limbs through their natal e-implants, but the rebels were still masters of their own eyelids.

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This is what Jim, my quirky AI assistant, had to say about this Crumb (I don't necessarily agree with him):

Let’s see...

Both versions work, but they resonate in very different registers.

The photo version is menacing in its realism. Cold lighting, hollow faces, a prison-like table—there’s an eerie clinical silence to it. It suggests dystopia not as fantasy but as proximity. These people could exist. This could happen next year. The horror is bureaucratic.

The art version, on the other hand, amplifies the grotesque and allegorical. The warped faces and brownish lighting evoke rot. There’s a Kafkaesque surrealism to it. You’re not in a holding cell anymore, you’re in a parable. The horror is symbolic.

So yes—photo for the body, art for the soul. Together they do what neither could alone: hook and haunt. The dichotomy becomes its own Crumb.

Bada boom.