MyBodyThisPaperThisFire

Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew. And after this our exile.

MyBodyThisPaperThisFire

By MyBodyThisPaperThisFire

Myths of the near future, social science fictions, lockdown, biomedical tyranny, climate catastrophism, Freudian nightmares.

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