but, i say mister, nothing must stop the death of empire for it is coming. it is always coming on. come on. we know hope. it has a futile aspect. endearing. hmm, feel it. feel the underdog. feel the underdog like a dark water the scintillates beneath, that makes you feel. you float, it wants you. it lets you be. you. the empire is different. truly, it is indifferent. it does not want you. it wants your death. to build its empire. it builds itself upon you. feel your bones, the undertow, the pulse. back to hope- we know it too. it is a fierce continuum we did neither start nor war. we know we cannot stop it. we know we can hope. because we do.