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I figured it out
too late, but I figured it out
it's not that it isn't flawed, it's that the flaws expose the fabric of the dream. that's how you always knew if it was a dream or death from poison. it was always textile to you. we really were looking at the same thing. it's so reassuring to know that it was real at some point between us. reinvention. but I couldn't face the world that way so it crumbled and fractured. I took more and more punishment until I was barely there. I'm sure you did the same. I'm sorry. it's all so kitschy.
There's a military recruitment ad that's been playing at my movie theater that goes something like this:
A cynically diverse cast of recent high-school graduates reflect on their service spent building hospitals and distributing rations to unstable areas. Footage of soldiers flying fighter jets and loading up in combat fatigues seems to conflict with this, as if the fighter jets are supposed to be shooting medicine. The speakers make a point of how powerless the younger generations feel and present…