Guerre was a meditation on the links between technology and violence. It was my first solo work upon moving to New York, and I was trying to sort through waining techno-optimism I felt of the Obama years, living in this expensive city on $800/mo, and this rising sense of the inequities and conflicts borne by technology that I felt at humanity's doorstep. I felt the American project had become overly regimented, fractured, hyper-commodified and that the bullshit façade of the pornographic over the erotic, the reality TV version over real life, and the treatment of the American city as a hedge fund would create a situation in which white folks would rise up and explicitly start trying to kill black folks. So, I put my thoughts into space, into an nkisi embodied, into sound, into prayer, and even though I thought no one but those dear to me would listen, I said my piece. I wasn't wrong. I think we'll grow beyond this, or we'll murder our world.