What remains of a conversation when the treated subject is erased from it?

Words are all of a sudden erased, leaving us contemplating the meaning of a sentence through its construction and the tone of the protagonists. The images are modified accordingly, cut, reverted, expended in time.

You find yourself recreating meaning out of absurdity, taking your own path in a deprogrammed, destroyed, detour situation.

The situation has become too common to be noticed,
And, the problem, in these kind of situations,
When the problem has just become our normality,
is that we don’t notice it anymore.

How would you make it noticeable then?

By transforming the images, 
so normality becomes a question, 
and alternatives become an option. 

Twicking normality is the best way to realize
That we were expecting a norm, somewhere,
and this norm should not be.
 
Accepting the norm is accepting to be part of a system, 
without realizing the part of responsability we can take in it,
without realizing, the amount of freedom 
this would grant us.

By transforming the words,
So the way we used to categories objects, 
becomes a question again.

By regaining free will, 
through either plain disobedience
or through a daily and thorough
exercise of randomness.

It is an exercise of the absurd, 
A way to eperiment normality,
as simply one possibility among so many others,
in order to open better possible scenarios.