martes, 2 de junio de 2026

Geography: What about it

Everything is quite much a geography problem. And all will be fixed just by being in the right place at the right time. The right place at the right time is not luck, it is seeing trends and moving towards those whose nature seem more appropriate for one's configuration. I found love in a place that responded, somewhere in the future.

Abstractions aside, geography: what about it?

Cities are vortexes. Dead concrete trapping souls. Souls moving at the pace the concrete and the roads and the laws decide/have decided. It is light coming from millions of years, how can anyone miss? Some people have high dysphoria, would kill to change their bodies. Cities are environments are half of what we are. Environment can be swapped away in exchange for money. One can rearrange one's current configuration. To be reborn is possible.

Money where? Every person has stuff, hard coded, that can be monetized. One does not need to learn. One already has skills. How much these are valued exclusively depends on the environment. The environment is the master puppeteer.

Ah!: How to test environments, then? Say I can swap them at will. How do I know which is the best one, which is even the best way to enter, to test enter a city, a place, an environment, a potential home? Cuz one can't just try two or three clubs and call it an answer. And it matters, what you are looking for. White huge Nordic guys will find cunt in whenever Northern Europe hostel they wish to go. I don't want cunt. I want total surrender.

I want displaced people who will see me as one of their kind. I was that in Rome, the founder of the FH. They didn't had to double-check me. We are in the same social strata. In Manila, I will be a music producer. A rising producer. I will not collab with anyone cuz that takes time and it may yield good music but I have enough good music, I don't need more of that, I need an architecture that yields, a Maria, someone to do the social interaction, to do what she does best, enter clubs, be noise, be noise, claim the place for me, for us. I understand that for that to happen I first need to be a clear node, not just a regular but a clear node. For that I need people who will vouch for me, mini nodes who'll make me the big node. I may need to help people, and I am good at that, I can read their aesthetics if they are socially uptight and alternative enough, and make them better. A kind of grind towards Maria—you dumb fucker, how much effort you make me put! I need aggressive motion, and aggression. Dylan Harrises and me as the gun.