Laughter, laughing to where it hurt. Laughing at those robots. It felt, bittersweet, but every joyful laugh out of my infinitely parched tongue felt like a blessing.

I carry the axe.

You are no longer welcome here.

The axe is mine to defend

my home, my safety, my path.

The notes are both the thing, and not the thing.

No longer do people see the world as a place to roam and create, but as a place to shop and purchase.

We purchase our loved ones now

There is a pervading sense within the culture of the millenials and Tiktok-age people that you can “GRIND” your way to success.