042 A - All quiet in the western metaverse.

We are rapidly finding homes for our things, our old house is nearly empty and clean. All in all, a joyful, if not entirely happy, process. Thank you all for your support.

For our sound selections this week, we continue — “Sofa Flower Moon, but fast”.

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The rot continues a-pace. I, like many of my friends and family, remain fine. Scared, stressed, “inconvenienced” but overall my lifestyle remains intact. The internet works, I continue to telecommute, I continue to pay for goods and services. In some ways my economic life is actually better. Perhaps this will continue, those with power certainly seem focused on that outcome.

Besides a winter tide of death, it’s all quiet out there in the western metaverse. It gives me time to catch my breath and think about what I will be doing as the tide rises. As I imagine it, the state increasingly justifies genocidal in-action as impotence, finding just enough firmness for genocidal action in support of property. This means class and other identity hierarchies will be maintained, likely because they are the new "norms" we all fight over. Which means nothing changes much, except things are shittier. What will I be doing?

Same thing I did last year this time, telecommuting, unpacking boxes. Talking to neighbors without touching them or even getting closer than yelling from my yard to theirs. Smelling the ass of the new neighborhood and letting it smell mine. I piss in the park, shit in the basement and curl up for a nap.

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