Disarticulated

<p>In the common room of a mental health facility his wheelchair parked by the window T. looks out at the beauty of nature. The well kempt grass the dandelions sprouting at the edges of the facility a serene existence... if it weren't for the manipulations of his mind. Turning over and over beneath the silence the voice drags him from his chair and on to an adventure through memory time and space. <em>Disarticulated</em> is the transcription of T.'s inner voice his unstable guide through a disintegrating world of delusion and psychosis. It is a world full of music and noise disillusionment and dissonance. Follow T. under bridges through brothels across oceans and into the weightlessness of space.</p>