Wednesday, June 19, 2024

Feral Future

In the future, most teenagers will have children because few will survive and there parents won't likely live past their 20s.
In the future, we'll still have nanoplastics sinking ever deeper into our bodies.
The future will be awash in quickly dying warlords and the neo-barbarism they rule with... Somewhat different then the corporate hegemony we have now.

In the future, we will have the failures of our current civilization to look back on, and hopefully learn from.
In the future we will live in northern latitudes, with less people on less land than we currently have and reside on.
The future will eventually filter out the poisons and filth we mass produce today.

All hail the time being. They are the only one who can ultimately save us from this feral future we've created.

The hammer falls.

Tuesday, June 18, 2024

Unrevol

It was supposed to be our closest experience to paradise heretofore.

Nestled within the robes of god, built next to the holy anomaly itself in order to harvest its inconceivable energies.

This was supposed to be the return to the mystery home of all heavens, civilization upgraded by a factor or more, novelty itself unbound....

Instead, I found a demon riding a talented skateboarder like a skateboard, haughty and unconcerned with the suffering. I found myself unwillingly engaged in yet more competitive games designed to degrade, this time as numerous and omnipresent as food, air, and water.

The things most enhanced here were our many shortcomings.

What should we do now?
What can we do?
Trapped inside this prison paradise, lost among the endless spires of Unrevol.

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