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Hello misstranslationstudies.eth
I agree it has been quite a while. And I like your ens quite a lot, the implications not so much; to me it reads like the designation of someone who has taken on the gargantuan task of translating the onchain world to a layperson, or even to themselves, which is getting harder and harder to do day by day. And more than the explanation, the justification of it. Although I am unwavering still, I am at times getting dire and biblical, wishing for an onchain ark, but there's no Noah in sight, and even if there were one that Noah would most likely muck about in the flood or open a telegram channel.
If preserving evolutionary values and making money are no longer mutually exclusive to a certain extent, then it eventually leads to tokenized genocides, bigotry, fascism, extreme polarization and other wonderful creations of humanity. To me, from the outside, the onchain world is an accurate description of what we exactly don't want the world to turn into, but it already has, it's an advert for it. Call me a cynic suffering from DeFicitis, some form of PTSD.
Anyway, a good cumulus has turned up and I will not let it go to waste. Sometimes the thought comes of infiltrating from within. Lighting a candle for the candle to come. And not the one carried by a red cross nurse into a hall of moaning and writhing war-torn people. I'm also trying to rely on some intuition backed by some onchain dissection on addresses that have mucked about in Firstbase over the past couple of months. And thank you for asking about my son, he's back and he's the one who's been helping me with all this. We're slicing the frogs open, one by one, we're looking for the potential mildewed ones still left on the blockchain's branches - they'll soon blow themselves away and probably go cast their vote for the first time in their lives. Then probably it'll be time to go Tony Montana on things, except this time he's in control, doesn't kill his sister's boyfriend, and, most importantly, doesn't meet his end crashing through the balustrades and falling into a pool. As a teenager, after I'd seen the film, I'd always wanted to use that line in a situation. "Say hello to my little friend." I guess I never quite got the appropriate chance or things didn't click, as they say. And I always wanted to use it in a situation that was more cerebral than physical, more calculated and measured than vengeful. Well, chances and opportunities are for ones who scratch the words to reveal the words that were already given a long time ago. Reading, that silent holiness.
I'm always very pleased to hear from you. I hope you find some respite soon from overburdening duties. I can almost imagine your mother's face cracking a joke to herself. No one has heard it yet. Have a good time with them when they visit. And tell your mother that I've heard her joke. It's a very funny joke. Very funny.
As for a boat, I think I do have one, I say I think because I can't get my mind off the ark, so a boat is seeming insignificant right now, or it may as well prove useful to pack some people on it and send them out into the horizon. I have ignored mentioning Guido because he deserves more than a few words, I mean he deserves everything. He still exists. Soon we'll be celebrating his last hurrah.
Soon.