The way things are going, they will keep dropping eyeshadow palettes even when it seems none of the cities can fall any further into dust. And at some point, between tommorow and the end of the post-plus-Anthropocene, they run out of names for the colors. A committee of the worlds greatest thinkers puts their heads together for many years and finally comes up with a solution: abandon the standard 1-3 word naming practice, and allow for 1. longer names and 2. names do not have to be made of words. In response, Makeup companies start hiring artists, writers, and people with vocational specialties that adorn their minds with rare lexicons—farmers and their words for plants, doctors and their words for the body, construction workers and their words for materials and tools and techniques, and so on. bug infested cubicles made of sludge metal and singed, rot-softened wooden plank fill up with some of the best paid employees, all working to name and describe the latest palettes. Some of the names are paragraphs of dense theory, some are plays, some are grocery lists. Some are written with words, some as musical notation, and some others are just pebbles, pieces of petrified McDonalds toy, and shriveled slices of dried worm taped under the shade where the name would be. However, the conditions of this world that were so conducive to the overwhelming success its New Neo-Economy of Names are not as conducive to human life. It is indeed a dreary existence. the few who get enough to eat cannot say much for the quality or nutritional substance of that which was grown in or fed in a place so ubiquitously and deeply penetrated by rancid vibes. But every “shot in the dark” (found on the Urban Decay x Marvel Studios Tankie Toddlers Limited Edition Mini Eyeshadow Palette) is also “a shooting star” (found on the Sephora Collection Unleaded Canned Food Rations Contour Palette) 💫 🖤 The industry is booming and beloved by all, use is no longer confined to makeup. After all, this society is the most progressive and advanced in all of history! The palettes may also be left on the ground in homes as mosaics, which gets dusted and decorated with the colored powders as residents tread over them; or the pigments are scraped out and eaten, or poured over graves to pay respects. But that is all extraneous. The crux of all meaning, in life, death, and art, is this Satisfaction Guaranteed Dogma: Each new palette is more expensive and more beautiful than the last, and each carries on the same message, a promise, a torch in the dark of the unpainted cave: Look. We have not run out of colors to name.
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