Wednesday, April 01, 2026

( via / me )

"Perhaps some murmur of nostalgia lingers in the thought of reading a book that was written by a human individual who alone conceived each detail and chose every word, and this means that classic novels are no less admired than they are today. But people have grown up around these sorts of authorless texts, and any sense of real unease or scandal has long since abated."

      "house of ill-fitting parts"

the wrong epic · isthmus pentagram
      white collar
   caterwauling
her name is Rio · empire's runnels
spraint strategy · Zahhak fed
      the next room
   motor hums
permeable wood fence · of past sleeps
cracked white cup · sees me off

A faint honking greets me.

Lawless humans aren't going to implement Asimov's laws.

"They all pretended it was 1955, because in the right-wing imagination, it often is."

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