TOKENIZED WAR BONDS

the entire continent was vibrating with the low-frequency hum of a thousand dying servers chugging along on high temperature factories that are so full of smog it billows outward, so much so the foundations of the server racks retain all of the heat generated in them...as the smoke, smog and polluted mix of aesthetic aether rose upward, my eyes followed- only to find the sky a permanent shade of bruised electric violet and the clouds - composed entirely of discarded metadata.

Across the horizon, the starships didn't so much launch as they hemorrhaged into the void. These weren't the sleek, phallic needles of NASA’s dreams; they were jagged, glitched cathedrals of chrome and neon, held together by nothing but sheer irony and industrial-strength sarcasm... this alchemy of course includes various brand names and corporate entities practicing the old religion