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"The feeling of the old world fading away comes from witnessing culture lose 'the ability to grasp and articulate the present,' but it is not, as Fisher says, because the present no longer exists, it’s just that the present, now, is so beyond what a human mind can hold."
– Heather McCalden, "The Feeling of the Old World Fading Away,"
(I am large, I contain multitudes)
– Walt Whitman, "Song of Myself," 51
time & space crumple
into nothingness unmoored
in this crafted slab of oil,
sand, metal, minerals condensed,
distilled, electrified to bring me
news of sandwiches & dresses,
riots & lies, blowhards & billionaires
from far away lands lining bunkers
with lead & harvests destroyed
by monsoons & yesterday I
remember reading about sex
traffickers in Kansas City speeding
down interstates in Hyundais &
Oldsmobiles & also a sweetcake
recipe from ancient Egypt &
something about Morrissey canceling
again like always & Žižek pontificating
as usual while Birkets wrings his hands
& politicians do their regular clip talk
on the steps of whatever building
looks imposing & meanwhile there's
a really great advice thread about
bacne over on Bluesky & it's too much
all the time, the relentless torrent
of math a slurring white noise wash
that whispers forget so that
tomorrow (if there is a tomorrow)
can fill the void of hours anew
like the instructions on my shampoo
bottle: rinse, lather, repeat, repeat, repeat—
a world of pure imagination, crystalline,
saccharine, paradise in a pocket
universe in a state of continuous collapse,
our minds shuffling to make sense
of earth shifting beneath our feet as we
encounter the endless parade of 404s