Preboreal

No grasp on reality, attention shaping identities We’ve lost our capacities To construct something tangible Obfuscate the past Implode it with the future into An undifferentiated mass It’s never-ending A type of never-ending Never-ending presence, lost inside We have all lost our way out long ago The spectacle is not a cluster of images, Rather it’s a social relation Mediated by all those images: Images are all there is The quality of life is being impoverished Embrace the loss of knowledge And critical thinking The spectacle is not a cluster of images, Rather it’s a social relation Mediated by all those images: Images are all there is The quality of life is being impoverished We embrace the rash degradation of knowledge and Critical thought, critical thought We are no longer critical The spectacle is not a cluster of images, Rather it’s a social relation Mediated by all those images: Images are all there is The quality of life is being impoverished We embrace the rash degradation of knowledge And critical thought, critical thought We are not critical

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025