Whalefall

klepped your eddies

The aesthetics of fascism will always disappoint you...

We're far from the Catholic cathedrals and monuments to the tech priests of today. The soothsayer now lives in the mundane.

The great utopian lie that's been fed to us by William Gibson and beyond is self awareness and a sense of creative grandeur. They're threatened by the fact that they'll never had another coco chanel.

The realization that they've always robbed creativity but now can do so without the creator had killed their own soul. Introspection will tell us that even the most wicked minds will believe their own lies at some point, but when the lies have been fed on slop, the rich oats will only come now to those who've already departed themselves from it.

They're weakness now lies in the creative and the subversive because they're no longer interested in wearing its skin. The wolves only dress themselves in the carcasses of long dead sheep. Fresh blood has a sweetness they'll never understand.

Hold onto your heart, let it bark at strangers and reward it for doing so. They've disarmed themselves, they now only eat gluttonously from the same trough...