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A cultural artefact dies if it is not used

Al is responsive - it lies in wait for a prompt. Waiting, always, for you to type. But it will not act if it is not prompted. Thus, in the face of a Death Star of language and words that obliterates everything in its path, silence becomes safety. It is resonant with meaning.

What was happiness? If happiness existed, it was a skein whose knotted lengths were lost and tangled amongst those of pain and loss, bodies and bullet shells.

Language, language, the last refuge of the rogue. Your language is a scene of dereliction... Ruins in which nothing grows. The world's languages are evaporating because they are unnecessary. The only true language is capital - clean syntax, indomitable truth. Now it asks the question of you... where will I find what I desire?

Langsat was surprising. A vignette. Lovely

All Their Friends Thought They Were Fucking was so different. I want to read it again.