it's weird, the whole world knows we're committing genocide and ecocide but no one can stop us and it's not us it's them but we live captive in the forsaken country so it's us/not us, individually we wouldn't be so cruel, we think, but we can't escape except in mind, so we keep watching films and reading books and saying everything's weird that's normal. i get friend suggestions and i know them but i don't recall how so i x them out but others pop up. my memory is unreliable. i can't write a story unless it's fragments with no plot like life then that is story i guess but a plot is something decided and this thing is not it just surprisingly goes on not trying to end as a story would but it's not one it's something else all the time.