In the violent hours preceding this new un-light that bathes my home unit, I heard a voice. Unintelligible, but clear and heavy. The others are well but murmur now of things unseen, as I too have. My labor continues to, I fear, to some silent applause.
*beeb* *beeb* -prepare for incoming transmission- .... -wait- .... -transmission received- .... Report - organic #788116 known locally as “Wagner” and his cohabitation organics continue to reside within assigned home unit. Physical and mental heath is well, but nearing limits. Labor status is in flux as organic unit appears to becoming aware. Recommend close observation … Continue reading Status Update: Twenty Three
Shadows are, unnaturally, long in the continued glow of un-light that fill my home unit. All now question the meaning of it, but show strength. I sense my labor is coming toward an end, but with a menacing purpose.
Those that have read my earlier posts, those that began my work toward developing a pragmatic approach, will likely know the root of my motivation and philosophy (that being my genuine end goal) is Marxist in nature. I do not call upon his popular works as a source of inspiration. Rather it is those earlier … Continue reading On a Marxist Understanding
Radiance, brilliant in its un-light, fills my home unit. The others awake to it and are bathed in it. As I sit for my labor figures, unseen, dance in my periphery.
Drip Drip Dripping, from some unknown corner of my mind, draws me from my sleep. The others eyes flutter to the sound; un-truth is clearing from their mind. The question of purpose returns as I begin my labor.
The wind blows deeply and my home unit sighs in it. The others shiver in it; are they awakening to the truth? I feel a judgement is near, I must focus my labor toward that end.
Over the last few days I have been attempting to come to grips with what is going on in the United States and what is needed. I will not call it a madness; I will not call it a chaos; I will not call it an insanity. I will call it pain. Such great pain … Continue reading The Great Need of Now
New dawn light fills my home unit with foreboding. The others eyes flutter open with vigor. I begin my labor heavy with anticipation.