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Nearing the end of it all. If you’re reading this far into the future, know that I experienced the same as you. The love, the hatred, the irony. Know that our humanity was shared.

The Artist today is defanged, castrated, and thrown out into the jungle to fend for themself. This means existential nihilism, but also, freedom from enslavement. To dwell within the safety of the compound means to live under the heel of the abusive established order. We don’t need them, we need only ourselves and our cunning.