For those ready for a piece of the future.
Compact Disc of RENT STRIKE's time-traveling anti-capitalist epic NOW (2021).
Comes packaged in a simple jacket featuring artwork by Levi Coven (@2headedcoralsnake).
Each order will include one of 3 pieces of Ephemera, selected at random.
Includes unlimited streaming of NOW
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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0. Goodbye, World!
public class Main{
public static void main (String[ ] args) {
system.out.println (“Hello, World!”); // like we expected a response?
public static void theChoice () {
// trying hard to set the variable
if (it=true,) {
return; }
else {
try {
catch {
finally {
return;
\\
/* MEANWHILE, BACK IN OUR BODY…
/ Speeding down the highway, mass approaching infinity, OUR TOURIST finally crashes back
/ into sight. Mitochondrial dynamos and little apparatuses light us home like air traffic control.
/ How nice it feels to stretch our legs in familiar territory! This time, the rules don’t apply to us!
/
/ We can tell that no one ever intended for us to see the other side of it all. But ‘out of bounds’ is
/ such a relative term, when all boundaries are imagined, and highly dependent on perspective.
/ What is a fence to one that can fly? How can this prison ever trap the one who travels through
/ time? Just stand in the corner and mash buttons, you’ll clip right through before you know it.
/ There are shortcuts and time saves everywhere, at precise angles, just waiting to be found.
\\
/ Instantaneously, we screech to a halt before the nucleus. With arbitrary code emanating from
/ our body like perspiration, we produce a small jar from the inner pocket of our bitchin’
/ motorcycle jacket. Yeah, baby. Those are real, genuine enzymes we’re talking about, and they
/ can be a real bastard if you get any on you. We shake them up a bit and pause for a moment,
/
/ before opening the lid and unleashing the swarm onto the unsuspecting strands of beautifully
/ woven genetic material inside the center of this operation. There is no separation in time
/ between the moment these little Pac Mans (Pac Men?) get to work, and when they reach their
/ kill screen. All around, from within, everything overflows. We take an intentional death.
\\
global _start
section .text
_start: mov rax, 1 ; the system calls.
mov rdi, 1 ; who are we to deny?
mov rsi, message ; programmed, through and through
mov rdx, 15 ; to determine our own future contingents
syscall ; in this garden of forking paths.
mov rax, 60 ; system call for exit
xor rdi, rdi ; exit code 0
syscall ; invoke operating system to exit
section .data
message: db "Goodbye, World!", 10
; note the newline at the end
\\
lyrics
My computer keeps getting older
But it feels like I'm staying the same age
When up to the minute
My whole history's in it
And I'm floating somewhere in space
I guess that we all make our own little ways
Into planned obsolescence someday
So my computer keeps getting older, and slower
And darling, I guess I'm doing the same
We're all becoming our parents
Little by little, the traits we've inherited
And are programmed inside our genetics
Float up from the bottom and into our head
So if we're not going back to the bottle
We're gonna have to learn to adapt on the fly
While our roles undergo a reversal
Or at the very least, they become redefined
This whole wide world is on fire
And everything's gonna die
I know that the future can feel far away
But it's only a matter of Time
Meanwhile... The world's gonna keep getting smaller
And I've been feeling a bit too big to fit
It happens a lot, and this claustrophobic response
Is a bug that I'm trying to fix
I know that I seem like a simple machine
But I can "just" get my head around it
If the world keeps getting smaller, and smaller
And weirder the older I get
Your old ways are out the window
Your old lives are dead and gone
Nobody knows where we're going
But we'll be there before too long
Let now be the age of invention
If now is the time right before it all starts going wrong
Are we gonna keep playing along?
So my computer keeps getting older
My time keeps becoming the past
But I'll dream of its plastic
Components fantastic
And the organic life they outlast
Let the sky fall
I could sleep through it all
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