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Nearing the end of it all. If you’re reading this far in 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: defanged, castrated, and thrown out into the wild. It is existential nihilism, and simultaneously freedom from enslavement. To dwell within the safety of the compound means to live under the heel of the abusive regime. We don’t need them, we need only ourselves and our cunning.