What a riot

 Many things have happened since we went dark and ceased our online interaction. The world continued while people turned it to shit, sent it to hell in a hamper and #'d the pestilence.

Time passed, we got older. With age comes a lot of things nobody prepares for ahead of time. Students become teachers, caregivers are being cared for, death passes through more often than we care to remember or try no forget. Birthdays are milestones. But none of that matters.

But it does, it matters in the memory of our collective consciousness. Ours is the preservation of knowledge, the archive of memory, the keepers of truth.

Unrelatable

 There is a list of things that fail on surprise.

#the#

We're no longer capable

Burn the evidence

Fill a drum with plausible deniability and set fire to it.

Reliance on the cloud has no retrieval record, shame on you for not backing up your bullshit.

A digital paper trail doesn't exist, once all data finds a place in the nothing. 

Where is the nothing?

Just beyond the cloud