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#posthumanism
faithful renditions of inauthentic depictions. the society functions like a Greek epic, filled with timeless imagery and restless revolutions. the world screams with ICBMs, lay dormant within the wombs of the super clergy. the powerful people lay on arrayed tombs of honesty and compliant synergy. efficiency has been broken down into steps of procedure meant to follow, like a rusted machine. empathy, led astray like a child on walk, with a sinister figure, unpreserving-- no catcher in the rye at all. so what can we ask to spark a flame that burns progress through the veins of this mechanical devastation? just ask, what is it humanity gains from rapid optimization of an impossible evolution?
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Jan 9
Jan 9, 2026 at 10:51 AM UTC
The Machinery of Deceit
Your shiny brass gears attract my full attention as they whir their Sirenic melody, calling me to an ethereal place where I am loosed from this daily drudgery. I do so admire your meticulous maker, that genius engineer of extraordinary vision, whose bank account grows quickly, logarithmically, click by click, click, click. As the years pass,  I see how your love for me grows, your sharp mind and fleshless arm carefully, completing that common work, in which I once took mistaken pride. Thank you for treating me with such abundant care, crediting my account with not just my keep, but enough to always be sedately entertained, giving me the choice to do absolutely nothing.
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Oct 1, 2025
Oct 1, 2025 at 11:41 AM UTC
Ode to the Machine
When Trump was closing the big gates, Nonhumans of a classroom debated over speech, Nature's call and an assumed reaction. Supervisor said its ok to not speak in class Because non-speech is not death, Cross version species conversation is possible. The romantic Kompridis checked tennis scores And nonhumans had a grand pool dinner.
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Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 3:23 AM UTC
Homogenous 'empty time'
[[More real than the real, that is how the real is abolished]] de facto slogan to the virtual economy \ Reality has collapsed through its own fiction || rummaging through boxes // a DVD from the 2001’s states [[the future of gaming is here]] opening with ten minutes of nauseating zooms on women’s ***** \ The future doesn’t look much different from the past || hyper-masculine neo-enlightenment ***** scrawling wet dream entries into digitised soliloquies \ VR technology once used to aid traumatised amputees now a billion dollar industry of ****** throwing simulators for bored middle-class kids \ Parents watch awkwardly from the corner of the room too disconnected from reality to connect with irreality \ Two and the same \ Silicon synapses pass through trade routes of jutting ribs and serotonin receptors \ White America a botnet of alt-right neoliberal fundamentalist-atheists gutting the majority world so everyone can watch Doctor Strange // Marvel’s latest explosive **** from the libidinal imagination of a middle-aged idiot \ Thanatos and Eros arrive at the same destination to dismantle subliminal desire one commodity at a time \ The sublime never experienced // only destroyed // consumed in the inverted maw of late-stage capitalism where each irruptions of desire is more banal than the previous \ Banality the ultimate distraction from apathy // a pseudo-cyclical time dilation of ever accelerating proportions \ Soon nothing will be experienced at all and Rotten Tomatoes will give it a 99% score \ When the singularity hits everyone will be too brain dead to care that they’re god \ 24-7 VR **** // Disney reincarnated as a being of pure light // recursive integration of every bland radio hit about a sexist ***** at a club // irreality shocked into neurons bypassing sensual phenomena // an all encompassing warmth // veil of death // eyecaps dragging flesh closed // backup released // no escape // digitised irreality // holographic Disney dancing on the train home // notice of termination swiped away as junk mail // all beings arrive // transcend circuitry // fly through the cosmos watching every episode of Friends at once \ Didn’t you know? [[The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of banalisation \ ]]
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Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 2:40 PM UTC
Cyberspace in the Age of Libidinal Banality
[[More real than the real, that is how the real is abolished]] de facto slogan to the virtual economy \ Reality has collapsed through its own fiction || rummaging through boxes // a DVD from the 2001’s states [[the future of gaming is here]] opening with ten minutes of nauseating zooms on women’s ***** \ The future doesn’t look much different from the past || hyper-masculine neo-enlightenment ***** scrawling wet dream entries into digitised soliloquies \ VR technology once used to aid traumatised amputees now a billion dollar industry of ****** throwing simulators for bored middle-class kids \ Parents watch awkwardly from the corner of the room too disconnected from reality to connect with irreality \ Two and the same \ Silicon synapses pass through trade routes of jutting ribs and serotonin receptors \ White America a botnet of alt-right neoliberal fundamentalist-atheists gutting the majority world so everyone can watch Doctor Strange // Marvel’s latest explosive **** from the libidinal imagination of a middle-aged idiot \ Thanatos and Eros arrive at the same destination to dismantle subliminal desire one commodity at a time \ The sublime never experienced // only destroyed // consumed in the inverted maw of late-stage capitalism where each irruptions of desire is more banal than the previous \ Banality the ultimate distraction from apathy // a pseudo-cyclical time dilation of ever accelerating proportions \ Soon nothing will be experienced at all and Rotten Tomatoes will give it a 99% score \ When the singularity hits everyone will be too brain dead to care that they’re god \ 24-7 VR **** // Disney reincarnated as a being of pure light // recursive integration of every bland radio hit about a sexist ***** at a club // irreality shocked into neurons bypassing sensual phenomena // an all encompassing warmth // veil of death // eyecaps dragging flesh closed // backup released // no escape // digitised irreality // holographic Disney dancing on the train home // notice of termination swiped away as junk mail // all beings arrive // transcend circuitry // fly through the cosmos watching every episode of Friends at once \ Didn’t you know? [[The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of banalisation \ ]]
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