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As I was composing this piece, news of the NSA PRISM scandal was beginning to unfold. The revelations brought forth by Edward Snowden both shocked the general public and confirmed long held suspicions by those in the margins. The secret information unrestricted by the near-iconic government redaction shed light on a security apparatus run amok, unchecked, fueled by a currency of fear in the name of national security. With this as a backdrop, I began conceiving a piece with which I wanted to use to work out feelings of self-censorship, of what it means to be watched, spied upon, to convey impressions of what it means to withhold ourselves out of fear of unjust persecution.