From time to time (i.e.: every moment of every waking hour of every damned day), I am reminded that Mammon rules this planet, and has for several generations. This is my naked attempt to buy my way out of Paradise, and to build my waifu a Tiny Home Village somewhere nice to hide out and make artistic content for a better future, if we still have one in eleven years’ time.
So what I need is for you to join my cohort of internet-based cultural curators and ambassadors. I won’t ever call it a church, and it definitely won’t be a cult in the time honoured tradition, with guns and ammo and a compound with razor wire fencing and an army of oversexualized twelve year olds doing all the hard labour while old fat white guys rake it in. We’re not doing that here. Ever. That’s in the charter. More on that later.
What we ARE doing is retreating until everyone else gets their act together. But we WILL need snacks.
SO! Join the team; help me to help the Future help itself; and learn how to save our world!
Oh! And! Tip your busker.
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