We live in hell.

we fabricated it all ourselves.

Theres a lot of discrepencies and arguments about the semantics of what a dystopia really is.

All i really know is that the way that we projected our future to turn out was something that was entirely of hope of nature & technology combining. That's what Frutiger Aero or whatever other pretentious art college student words that we made for that style. We missed the mark. We focused far too heavily on the whys and not the hows, the strive to get it done, but no fore and or afterthought about the ramifications of our actions may have on ourselves and or our children, and arguably much more important, the planet we take for such granted.

I used to thing that the only ethical thing one could do was to kill themselves but that was when i was on a lot of drugs and around all the wrong people, and in all the wrong places. What i really think now is that i cannot say anything for anyone except for myself and that to preserve one's self is to preserve the self of others. Who else will pick you up if we are all fucked? Who will you pick up if you are all fucked? we are you and you are we. how can we strive for oneness if the earth and ourselves are constantly and incessantly raped for materials and for time? IDK. I just want to tell you how we may think differently and how the different methods of thought could help us in the way we would be able to see things with our hearts, souls, bodies, and minds.

There's not much i can do but to inspire you to think about the internet as being bastardized by the media conglomerates and corporations from being an information highway to now being an adformation highway.

There's this body of art by 0100101110101101.org called hybrids that is a collection of websites that the artists had altered to highlight the glitch art aspect of the web circles that existed back then[1998]. That is all to say that there is this one specific page called vieweratstar67@yahoo.com that stuck out significantly to me, and was the entire reason i wrote this to begin with.“A fun examination of the commercialization of cyberspace” blah blah the enjoyment of an idea like that really existed in a void as this was about what, like nearly 30 years ago? tie me up in electrical tape, throw me on the side of the road and use a flashbang as a ball and gag and view it from todays perspective. the rise of digital corporatization, the masterbatory commercialization of cyberspace is a dystopia itself



Essentially the projected dystopians of old but without all the fun cyberware or anything enjoyable.