I remember when there was no internet, no data centers, no AI, and no killer drones. I remember when drones were a kind of music. I remember the analogue world. When I touch our cat I remember. I remember all the time. 

It got so dark, Lulu was sleeping, thought it was nighttime. Lucky, we got in before the storm hit hard. The power didn't blow. Of course the M.O.U. was a ruse. Nobody believes the Epstein Fury regime anymore.

 loser.

 there will be no negotiation with the united states. 

The seemingly dazzling world of glass spires, high tech everything will be a short lived hyper-experiment gone quickly awry. That's just the way it is going to be, or actually is now, with humanity caught in the mirror-house of Plato's Cave and its own hubris.

The structure of collapse is that seemingly stable systems hide from themselves their own flaws, and seem solid when they are hollowed out by corruptions, self-delusion, decay; and then the stresses build and build and then shatter in an instant.

-Jon Jost

 genocide is ultimately suicide. 

 perpetual war in a finite world.