no more human

no more names only digital bacterial colonies of spam, unable to unite all our pseudonyms or remember our passwords or credits, a new cyberfolk accelerating expanding discontinuous nervous system, the i of the creator-publisher not cremated but whose ash is the giving food to that spam that bacteria this is our rigid immortality in the fossil's ice wombcave from & through whose tunnelling we set out to hunt & gather & pin down our/the future