Keeps it real without dystopian floating windows filled with colorful icons

 How about life, some dimensional episode or non-inequality between the unchanged names that reality maintains without dystopian floating windows full of colorful icons to move from one side to the other, covering you with anguish, rectify tactilely by supporting another rectify numerically in the apparent randomness of the agile fingers that have become quick thanks to a very strong addiction to the intermittence of the colored light that blinds us