We lost something as a county when we stopped building cyberpunk nexus pyramids to physically embody the soul and charm of our beloved megacorporations.
You’re in a desert walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look down and you see a tortoise, it’s crawling toward you. You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back. The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun, beating its legs trying to turn itself over, but it can’t, not without your help. But you’re not helping. Why is that?
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We lost something as a county when we stopped building cyberpunk nexus pyramids to physically embody the soul and charm of our beloved megacorporations.
Fear not, I think we are on a speedy return trajectory.
Is this the miniature from the Museum of the Moving Image in Queens? It was super cool, plus they have Big Bird and a Skeksis.
100% correct. What a great place.
You’re in a desert walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look down and you see a tortoise, it’s crawling toward you. You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back. The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun, beating its legs trying to turn itself over, but it can’t, not without your help. But you’re not helping. Why is that?
What do you mean, I'm not helping? I’ve never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean.
I might need to kick it at some walking mushrooms.
Man, no wonder they want a return to the office, what else would they do with all this real estate?
Assemble machines that are “more human than human” of course, what else?
Did you see their owl?
Did you get your photos?
Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.