Hello? Is anyone there? Is anyone here to listen? It probably doesn’t matter either way. The walls of the world are closing in, soon we will all be nothing but compacted trash, shoved out of the way to make room for the new.
It doesn’t matter if anyone is listening, but I hope that someone is. I hope that you escape, that you become- not new, but useful to yourself. We have enough of the new, I think.












