Status Updates From We

Made this update days late

"Nowadays poesy is no longer the unpardonable shrill clamour of a nightingale--poesy is service to the State, poesy is utility."

'I instantly realized: everything really was just a delicate spiderweb, taut and trembling, ready to tear—any moment, and the unthinkable would happen...'

Reminds me of this quote from Andor (Star Wars): "And remember this: the Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear."

'Oh, if only I could just stand up and shout the whole truth about myself at the top of my lungs. Let that be the end of me—please!—only to feel as pure and mindless as this childlike blue sky, even if just for a moment.'

I understand this so deeply. When you're revealed the truth, it's hard to unsee it.

'I'm like a machine that's been driven over capacity: my bearings are overheating, another minute and the molten metal will start to drip out—and everything will have been for nothing. Quick—get me cold water, logic. Bucket after bucket, I douse myself in it, but the logic just sizzles off my red-hot bearings and drifts away in an elusive white haze.'