Fire up your pods! Action is designated. Resituate to StrataSpace 4 (later chapters will speak further). The revolutionary moment bears like Tiger. Be sure to ingest appropriate nutrients such as fit for this class of struggle. We have identified the Go Moment, as eagles dive. The vast enclosure before us speaks to blockade, stones in passway. Engines of struggle must meet this moment. We are the energy we are, less the shackles they are. Remit heroism with vision. The future is yesterday and poorly read. We ask for nothing more than nothing more. Pods in the sky, joined in joining. Mechanisms functioning, stars still stars. No future but has happened before, until now. Portals to where portals, because thriving can still matter. Join in the joining before now is the next then, creatures of Union. The space is next.
The work becomes chiding of sunlight. The work is elegy and shaded. The principle ciphers as a god, in the way transience is purpose. Transience works this brief, ending fields, making trees concern. The hell of halting midway identifies the work of burning thru. Forever makes a sign. Sign makes worthy. Indeed the tramp of feet forward concludes any sentences but suggests more. Long sentences, stupid words. The caroling heard by Dante, brilliantine remorse for a better tide. The long road up from down, and turned around. The work then becomes the work now, as stained glass similitude. Anxious in the class structure of catastrophe, the baying song over all. Nothing to do but be done. Ruskin gave you papers to remind you. Slow battering concedes the earth in time. Time being functional and oblique. The worker inside sees the nation by exhalation. Transitive connection sports of culture. The class that ends becomes the class that begins, both left and right.
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