(I amar prestar aen.)

The world is changed.

(Han matho ne nen.)

I feel it in the water.

(Han mathon ned cae.)

I feel it in the earth.

(A han noston ned gwilith.)

I smell it in the air.

Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.

–Galladriel, LOTR

dear future me,

I decided to write again on the line. which isn’t anything hardly. this isn’t meticulously researched for SEO nor is it sculpted for random peeps pleasure. rather it remains a soliloquy unto me. spike rising. and how could it not be? I stand to gain no distinctive tactical advantage to write for the bemusement of random strangers who remain as such. which were, once potential friends + future allies. but now? dangerous, corrupt, enemies. this is the reality others swim in, that Machiavellian milieu I never signed up for. and I never will. life’s too short to ingest toxicity 24/7. regurgitating ‘witty’ somebody else wrote for me isn’t in fact witty, nor is reciting some clever meme a highschool dropout dredged up. I’m sickened by what cyberspace has devolved into: a cesspool of toxic shit.
we need to reclaim it, redefine it, re-imagine it. and so long as there are greedy, souless, repugnant douches like Zuckerberg + others. well, they need to be blown out the proverbial waters. everybody knows that, they just can’t admit it openly b/c its not a popular perspective. it was the anarchist soul of old interwebs which made it what it once was. not these greedy fucks trying to get you to like shit they themselves manufactured. trying to make you stoopid + retarded so you can’t question things. nobody wants you to be detached from the matrix, or the Borg cube.

we need to realize a better world, and I believe we’re starting to admit that. let’s get on with it shall we? It’s long overdue. stop waiting for others to make it, you do it. you do it as only you know how. b/c nobody else will, and nobody else can.