Tag: Genocide
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What’s the Cosmos Punchline You Are Waiting For?
I keep waiting for the punchline. A cosmic punchline, to be specific. Maybe a booming voice from the heavens to drop the gag and clear the smoke, because it sure as hell can’t be real. What kind of sick joke have we wandered into this time? The war in Ukraine—stalemated and bloody, grinding on like…
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The Sacred Composables and the Shrugging of Genocide:
Jesus Christ, I thought the acid had finally kicked in when I first saw it. There, scrawled like the fever dream of a tech-bro shaman who’d binged too much DMT, was a new commandment. Something that felt lifted from the bowels of Silicon Valley’s most unholy boardroom meetings—a declaration that took a jagged turn off…
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The Stain of the Watcher
Every son of Adam, every daughter of Eve, carries the stain of the watcher. We are all, like it or not, the children of those who stood by, the inheritors of stolen land and broken lives. Our bloodlines, if traced back far enough, will snake through tangled histories of dominance and displacement. There were grandfathers…
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The West
Ah, Western Civilization. That grand, ramshackle edifice built on a foundation of paradox and petroleum. A place where the white dove of liberty craps glittering dollar bills while a shadow, cast by a million unseen drones, stretches ominously across the globe. Act I: The Blood-Red Carpet We’re talking, my friend, about a pageant of progress…