...But of these sophisms and elenchs of merchandise I skill not...
Milton, Areopagitica

Except he had found the
standing sea-rock that even this last
Temptation breaks on; quieter than death but lovelier; peace
that quiets the desire even of praising it.

Jeffers, Meditation On Saviors



This is not unrelated to this, though in a reverse kind of way.
Sort of like evil is good, and good is evil.
Which is a very effective formula, if you want to get along with current US power-whatever.
Though in the long run evil and good can both be defined away into abstraction and intellectualized into unreality, or reduced to amoral animal contests for biological dominance. Et cetera.
I like the simpler, more superficial version. Evil is selfishly fucking over other people, good is living in a way that gives wider and wider strength to other good beings and systems. Ultimately they're terms of mechanics, but the machine is life itself, being, existence, the pig formulas don't hold. Multiple worlds, recurrent lives, the droid columns marching, eggs laid by swollen queens in dark chambers under the cities, spun webs of cocooned provisioning around whole families, the sticky silk of pablum'd information wrapping communities up, immobilizing, packaging, storage you know, like groceries, for consumption later by the hive's drones and myrmidons. Preserved like frozen chickens in their own homes.
Nice people have more power than they realize. We should work on getting them to realize it.

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