I am merging now.

 

Like I said, into the concrete grounds of this morphing landscape. So why? You ask. Fucking hell if I knew. Why the world continues to operate despite its logical fallacies and obvious moral degradations. Why do we act blind, all of us, daily, except for the very few woke martyrs that set themselves on fire.

 

Why we succumb to the Capitalist Realism narrative without hints of resistance: once a force feels too powerful, humans instinctively freeze. In place. In place, like amidst a tempest in the mountain ranges of Southwest China. A torrent in the North Pacific.