When you constantly expect lies but refuse to accept lies (a critical distinction), you become better at finding the truth. Surviving an autocracy means not only believing that the unfathomable is possible, but that it’s probably happening, so you better start planning for what comes next.

Sarah Kendzior

Someday this will be an obituary. Or rather, a son-of-a-bitchuary. But not yet.

It is considered rude to speak ill of the dead. But is it rude to speak ill of the undead? That is the question surrounding Kentucky Senator Mitch McConnell, missing since June and rumored to be deceased.

Sarah Kendzior

 and the the sentient world is seeing you for what you are.

 YOU ARE AMERICA, AND YOU ARE UNDER OCCUPATION.

 We are on the edge, all of us. Humanity is coming to a place we won’t be able to turn back from. We’re already seeing the impacts — not only socially, not only psychologically, but physically. Mother Earth is fighting back too. We’re seeing it in the chaos: the earthquakes, the hurricanes, the wildfires, the rising heat killing people in masses.

Brandi Morin

 

i'm afraid my brain can't compute the quantum crypto computational future. maybe it's better to ignore it. i literally cannot compute. god help us in the gaslight. i'm afraid i think i will have to go extinct. 

 I'm Stoked for Stoker! Cats for Peace!

Everything is an opportunity in disaster capitalism but they oughta put those quantum data centers underground. The thwarted corporate oligarchic technofascist genocidal ecocidal military industrial state is getting massively unpopular.

 The owner of Chico's Donuts says the folks that are protesting the Quantum Computing project are outside agitators, not from around here, they're chasing a boogeyman. He says he will not profit from the development, that his is a mission from god. Gotta make the donuts.

 ICE and the technofascists are taking over the country. Sorry. Stay cool. Love life. Cats for Peace.

 The people are decent people. Our government does not represent the people. The Zionist mass murder must stop. Cats for peace.

 Album for cooking succotash Monday afternoon, Daughter, by Raum. 

 I keep seeing 1:23. I listen to Oren Ambarchi. Serpentine. The sax starts to cry and the bass soothes, then the song changes to Antigorite. Musicians are building alternate worlds. We can't sustain life in an occupied land of genocide. Next song, Lizardite. Scaly Serpentine. I read about Serpentine being found in the high desert and in space. Is that true? The last song is Chrysotile. The serpentine stones are polymorphous, sharing the same chemical formulae, but their atoms are arranged into different structures. 

 Am I hallucinating? Is anyone there? 

Song of the Day, Spiral Theme, by Nurse With Wound.

 Will they drop another nuclear bomb, will it be the end for us? 

 Cooling one with Olive, hanging tight with Olive, homing in with Olive, lounging with Olive, lucid dreaming with Olive, zooming with Olive. 

 The Zionist entity is strengthening its ties to quantum computing in Chicago. It's terrifying to contemplate. If we can't stop it, is it better to just focus on trying to live in peace in the midst of the burgeoning beast? How can we live in peace under the expanding threat of the technological terror state?

 I sent my post and a thank-you to Chris Hedges, but it was a dead letter, as I'm not a paid subscriber. Anyway we're all connected. We both know that, even if we can't reply.

And when I wake up from the dream about moving the grave—whose grave, where to? I read Chris Hedges writing from his family graveyard, and I think of the graveyard parakeet silhouetted in a bare tree by the lagoon in what I've come to think of as our graveyard. And then Mr. Hedges is in Our Town, thinking about the dead girl who returns to her 12th year, and no one can see or hear her, but we hear her,

And she says:

Oh, earth, you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you. 

Thornton Wilder, Our Town

 The future is post-human data centers. The wars converge. Zones with no people, patrolled by robotic drones and animal modeled machines. Population control in die-off. We go to see the cemetery parakeets. Last night i dreamed we had to move a grave. Where do we go when we're gone. We're still here, but the feeling is clear, we're saying goodbye now.

 We go back to the gravesite and listen. 

 I'm not too hip to physics, but I feel the quantum entanglement. 

I'm not adept at activism or social media, and I may be perpetually naive, but I believe in the activists, and the resistance, and I believe that consciousness, like everything that rises, will converge.

 Olive archive.

 We knew Mayor Johnson had no choice. He may have some core values left from his activist days, but like Obama, he's now captured and beholden to the Quantum class. We saw yesterday, he's lost the narrative, and he can't even perform the role he may have played in the community in the past. That time has passed.

What does quantum mean? It's a quantum shift, a quantum change, it's hope and change, it's the consciousness beyond the horizon, beckoning, it's everything we can't yet see.

People from all over the city came to stop Quantum. We are all part of one community, and Quantum is coming to destroy the community.

 We had a fleeting fantasy that Mayor Brandon Johnson would say I hear the community, and the community's voice echoes within my own conscience, and so today I'm standing with you all, and we're going to shut down Quantum Computing. But he didn't say that, he stood with the technocratic oligarchy, and he has to live with his conscience captured in the dystopian facility he helped to destroy the community, the country, and the earth. 

 The people cried Community Over Quantum! But the mayor made it clear that while his community values haven't changed, they lay prematurely buried deep, as he now represents Quantum Over Community, and the community booed as he scurried off the stage through his security force, and shamefully fled away.