The Old is the Other. Decline marked by episodes of disconnection. My grandmother was always sweet until dementia took hold. She ran naked down the halls of the nursing home, shouting "F*CK!". My mother, 17 years younger than her mother, is today confined to her chair because the Parkinsons will make her fall if she gets up. How will I go? Will I notice my transition to the Other? I'm betting that I won't. The initial images are me (and you get a half-second view of me near the end), and I used AnimateDiff, IPAdapter, and certainly ControlNet to slap LeMoon's version of Mordunkus from her AI Office video onto the depth map. Watch that if you haven't. Old man in a filthy bathrobe. I'll be wearing that when I die.Sounds by Pine Tree State Mind Control (which is also me)