here.say.

We’re past waiting for what’s coming, it’s on its way and as previewed.
And many of the questions we are asking now are based on and in a world order already plundered. So the question asked of an elsewhere born but ultimately american bred naturalized citizen are you sorry you came back is purblind and unwittingly unwitting.
And piques my own hot nerve: as if there is somewhere to run to as if one can escape each their/our own vulnerability.
The world now is the frying pan; we are all next_in_line in the twisty business of hearth heart home and sovereign_ty.

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