#89

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I grew up with the Gnostic Straight Edgers–anti-sex, anti-death, we imagined ourselves to be perfect simulations. Super-heros on a corrupt digital planet conjured in the mainframes of epic, monstrous A.I.s. The universe a program inside a Manichaean murder machine. Tormented by individuality, cursed by 2000 years of ego. The end of history.

Before the memeplex, before the super context.

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