Today’s source: a waterfall there’s no climbing up. What music from here, still its constant crashing. Nostalgic even in the best of times, let’s assume we are in them still (though the fact is: we are not, but will have been when it’s all said and done).
Without evidence preceding us, because we are the ones tasked to plant it, and then feign it was there all along. This is the founding model. We are framing this age. Golden and guilty, so it shall be; and then, once it is, they’ll say it always was.
No greater task for you today than this: work to become a retroactive gardener.