people will look at classic dystopian sci-fi like "wow how did the author predict this would happen" and the answer is they didn't. they hoped and hoped this wouldn't happen. (some of them, the lucky few perhaps, even died believing the worst had been averted.) these writers took a look at terrible things happening around them, and imagined a future where these terrible things dominated and warped reality, and they held it up to the audience and said "see? does this future not appall you??? it has already begun."
dystopian fiction isn't a prediction. it is a warning and a PLEA
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one thing people in public will do is they will literally stare at you like a pack of vultures like you're an animal carcass in the desert and they're waiting to eat you and suck the marrow out of your bones
Hoochiecoochie
I just need everyone to leave me alone
room (2008) ph. carrie yury
You may find yourself asking "do multiple people post from this blog" and the answer is yes: Weed Me and Normal Me
I don’t want to talk about it
I’ve been able to romanticise my life so well lately despite being sick most of my days and having that differentiate myself from people around me
Me and my friends only argue about facts and about things in a specific field and it actually makes me laugh because we’re so passionate about it and we get really annoyed with each other but I feel a sense of unconditional love for them about it because look at how we’re bonded and the silly things we argue about because we’re passionate about knowledge. I love my friends. They’re so smart and passionate and have a great future out there for them.
your poetry's bad and you blame the news