Now that you’re stationed here
You have the run of the place
To scatter grains of truth
Laced with the poison of lies
And to withhold the antidote
Until the moment is right
Any signs of life you find
You’ve been instructed to dehumanize
We now know who is steering you
Before, we could only surmise
You refuse to see the beauty
That was once etched in your mind
You have scratched it out of yourself
To ensure your hatred is blind
Cameras have captured you
Trying to rid yourself of evidence
To the questions we ask
You won’t even reply
That you were dying to swallow
The tyrant’s lies.

The Lie of the Land unfolds precisely in the space, between what is seen and what is unseen, between memory andforget. Landscapes rarely lie on their own. They are taught to. They are rewritten, reframed, and made to carry stories that justify the present.

Selected as Invisible Load no. V, the film continues the series’ ongoing interest in authority — not always as spectacle, but as something far more ordinary: a force that reshapes perception until even memory begins to comply.

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