Go ahead, let the United States and Canada tell you what to do with the few remaining living places on Earth.

You’ll be in concrete prisons within 20 years.

All of you.

And the only trees you will see are plastic ones.

The oceans will be dead slag.

The forests? Gone. Soy farms and prisons. War.

Your children? Slaves.

Your minds?

Dead.

But you will have -such a celebration of photographs and museums-. Such a celebration?

That you will become absolutely aware… you, personally… invented a living hell for all eternity.

Right here where the { f*cking } story was invented.

Right here: in the original Eden; now a lethal mall of graveyards and hyperbolized images.

JUST LIKE WHAT IS LEFT OF YOUR MINDS AND INTELLIGENCES.

Go ahead: sell our futures and children, the hope of life on Earth and all mankind… sell it all to the most prominent ‘dead inside’ celebrity rapists. They do not even -exist-. They are -fictions- and we are -feeding our lives to them at wholesale prices-. The ‘corporations’. The ‘nations’. Go ahead — and pay them every possible fee and praise— for ‘babysitting’ in the nursery of human and ecological hope, dreams and futures.

After all, that -was- your intention all along, yes? Because… you were too busy… trying to be the most important individual on Earth.

But here’s the problem: there are no individuals. There never were.

See the problem?

> the mirror we pretend does not exist <