this is the us of our country. the us of our diligent courses. the us of financial disparity. the us of consuming resources. the us of hoarding. the us of instant gratification. the us of short attention spans. the us of enslavement under different names. the us of concentration camps, of prisons, of anything but freedom, home of the brave.
please be brave.
capture as blocks of time. i was in the moment listening. i was in the net, internetted to notions of lovely, shaped by direct messages & alerts and not by touch, the sound of your voice is a memory but i have scrolls of words that will nail you into place.
this is a story of failure, the ways we collapse collectively.
found our discomfort is what we call every day.
do you feel historical today, i mean, hysterical. i mean no one can work. no one
can function. i mean how do you not marvel every day at the psychological
warfare we're being asked to exist under
emotions are the entertainment of distraction
it's when you feel nothing anymore that we can begin
to deprogram you
how long is this internment?
or what is the length of your belief in time.
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