The year is 3648, 3 centuries have passed since the human species rendered itself homeless, its course to this fate having been set by centuries of imbalanced economic and technological advancement, hostile geopolitics and chronic self deception played out on a global scale. Such was the state of life for a species constantly looking for answers outside of itself.

Unbeknownst to the bulk of the species was that their unending search for answers in the external world led to the progressive blackening of the inner landscape, the playground on which their creative potentials were fully liberated from the limitations of physicality. Here, their greatest hopes and their bleakest fears were given form knowingly or unknowingly, some of which had their inception at the time of their liberation from the animal kingdom, always waiting for suitable hosts to embody and be outwardly expressed generation after generation. It doesn't take a hard look to find the marks left upon the history of this species when the best of the best and worst of the worst found their perfect host and their fullest expression. Yet even in the aftermath, it was always the human organism that was made out to be the root cause, but never the grounds that fertilized their development. Such was the state of life for a species constantly looking for answers outside of itself.

The development of their technologies was not without its fruits. Today, despite rendering their home planet uninhabitable for their biological forms, life continues on the surface through each persons Tether Assisted Robotics Skeleton (TARS). Advanced robotics technology made it possible to have a surface life through robots that replicated the physical human senses to near perfection. Such was how the irony of their current state came to be, avatars piloting avatars.

It has now been 300 years since the divorcement of the species from their home world, the natural environment that had been sculpting their very physical vessels for hundreds of thousands of years. Yet even now, their evolution is still at play. The intuitive faculties of their ancient animal heritage were now beginning to grow vestigial away from the nurturing embrace of old mother earth.

While they had advanced far in the technologies leveraging the mind, producing the wonders of their current dual existence. The truth was that they had been severed from the feedback loop of a natural home world, for the whole body is a tuning fork for the energies of a planetary existence, and so it was that the species became progressively blinded to the toxic fumes of their dissonant mental activity which emanates even through the cybernetic addition to their mind actions.

The dense and toxic cityscapes scarring the surface of the planet were a mirror reflection of the inner mindscape of the collective human psyche for the simple reason - what pollution is for the outer world, negativity is for the inner: The poisoning of the grounds on which you stand.

Physical light is the light that dispels the darkness of seeing, making it possible to perceive the things obscured by the blackness of the dark.

Information is the light that dispels the darkness of knowing, making it possible to understand the things obscured by the blackness of ignorance.

Awareness is the light that dispels the darkness of being, making it possible to become the things obscured by the blackness of unconsciousness.

These truths have not entirely vanished from their sight, however those who see are still few and far between. Although physically separated by the vast distances between the SEEDS housing their biological forms spread across the galaxy, It is from this group of humans that a fringe online community of artists, programmers, hackers, cypherpunks and tinkerers brought itself into being. THE TRIBE. Here they knew that any hope for a lasting solution to the situation of the species lay not in the outer space of things, but in bringing the light of awareness into the inner landscape of the collective psyche, which now remained in a pitiful state from centuries of neglect. Like an abandoned house with dust, cobwebs and unsightly things crawling in the crevices.

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Welcome to an audio/visual storytelling experience following the story of two characters from the voguverse.

In their pursuit of creative expression and self actualization in the dystopian reality they found themselves, these two crossed paths, joined forces and progressively made a name for themselves in the fringe community of The Tribe. Here, The pair is more popularly known as Tribesmen. Merely a year after getting themselves a pair of vogus from the highly publicized sale shortly after the cyber attack on the massive corporate, a sequence of events leads them down an unprecedented path, making unlikely friends and foes along the way.

This is a creative effort by two members of the vogu community, feel free to check out the canon lore from the vogu collective at: https://www.thevogu.io/lore

The year is 3648, 3 centuries have passed since the human species rendered itself homeless, its course to this fate having been set by centuries of imbalanced economic and technological advancement, hostile geopolitics and chronic self deception played out on a global scale. Such was the state of life for a species constantly looking for answers outside of itself.

Unbeknownst to the bulk of the species was that their unending search for answers in the external world led to the progressive blackening of the inner landscape, the playground on which their creative potentials were fully liberated from the limitations of physicality. Here, their greatest hopes and their bleakest fears were given form knowingly or unknowingly, some of which had their inception at the time of their liberation from the animal kingdom, always waiting for suitable hosts to embody and be outwardly expressed generation after generation. It doesn't take a hard look to find the marks left upon the history of this species when the best of the best and worst of the worst found their perfect host and their fullest expression. Yet even in the aftermath, it was always the human organism that was made out to be the root cause, but never the grounds that fertilized their development. Such was the state of life for a species constantly looking for answers outside of itself.

The development of their technologies was not without its fruits. Today, despite rendering their home planet uninhabitable for their biological forms, life continues on the surface through each persons Tether Assisted Robotics Skeleton (TARS). Advanced robotics technology made it possible to have a surface life through robots that replicated the physical human senses to near perfection. Such was how the irony of their current state came to be, avatars piloting avatars.

It has now been 300 years since the divorcement of the species from their home world, the natural environment that had been sculpting their very physical vessels for hundreds of thousands of years. Yet even now, their evolution is still at play. The intuitive faculties of their ancient animal heritage were now beginning to grow vestigial away from the nurturing embrace of old mother earth.

While they had advanced far in the technologies leveraging the mind, producing the wonders of their current dual existence. The truth was that they had been severed from the feedback loop of a natural home world, for the whole body is a tuning fork for the energies of a planetary existence, and so it was that the species became progressively blinded to the toxic fumes of their dissonant mental activity which emanates even through the cybernetic addition to their mind actions.

The dense and toxic cityscapes scarring the surface of the planet were a mirror reflection of the inner mindscape of the collective human psyche for the simple reason - what pollution is for the outer world, negativity is for the inner: The poisoning of the grounds on which you stand.

Physical light is the light that dispels the darkness of seeing, making it possible to perceive the things obscured by the blackness of the dark.

Information is the light that dispels the darkness of knowing, making it possible to understand the things obscured by the blackness of ignorance.

Awareness is the light that dispels the darkness of being, making it possible to become the things obscured by the blackness of unconsciousness.

These truths have not entirely vanished from their sight, however those who see are still few and far between. Although physically separated by the vast distances between the SEEDS housing their biological forms spread across the galaxy, It is from this group of humans that a fringe online community of artists, programmers, hackers, cypherpunks and tinkerers brought itself into being. THE TRIBE. Here they knew that any hope for a lasting solution to the situation of the species lay not in the outer space of things, but in bringing the light of awareness into the inner landscape of the collective psyche, which now remained in a pitiful state from centuries of neglect. Like an abandoned house with dust, cobwebs and unsightly things crawling in the crevices.

~

Welcome to an audio/visual storytelling experience following the story of two characters from the voguverse.

In their pursuit of creative expression and self actualization in the dystopian reality they found themselves, these two crossed paths, joined forces and progressively made a name for themselves in the fringe community of The Tribe. Here, The pair is more popularly known as Tribesmen. Merely a year after getting themselves a pair of vogus from the highly publicized sale shortly after the cyber attack on the massive corporate, a sequence of events leads them down an unprecedented path, making unlikely friends and foes along the way.

This is a creative effort by two members of the vogu community, feel free to check out the canon lore from the vogu collective at: https://www.thevogu.io/lore