Pls i am vry tired

It will be called

"Honey I communed the ism"

  • UlyssesT [he/him]
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    1 year ago

    There was a greentext copypasta about that where :marx: gently wakes up the reader and basically says everything is as it should be now. :sicko-wistful:

    • wwiehtnioj [none/use name]
      ·
      1 year ago

      I think I know which one you are referring to but I can't find it

      if anyone wants to have a go this is what I remember

      wake up on subway/train

      notice no ads , bunch of other utopian stuff

      bearded man sitting next to you seems familiar

      he says "I told you it was inevitable comrade"

      start crying

      • Caltha_Palustris [she/her]
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        edit-2
        1 year ago

        I found it! :marx-hi:

        you walk out onto the street

        people are milling around happily

        buildings are no longer designed with imposing security features

        violence has all but disappeared thanks to sudden material abundance

        people are no longer forced to purchase a beverage just to sit down and talk in public spaces

        the architecture has been redesigned to be more accommodating for pedestrians

        seating areas seem widely available

        people sit and talk among themselves

        even strangers seem capable of breaking into conversation easily

        you feel as if you've wandered into a massive public museum or some other noncommercial public space

        but even this comparison doesn't feel quite right

        you realize you've never been to a place quite like this

        you decide to take the train to your old home

        you're confused as you reach the train station and find the turnstiles have disappeared

        you walk in unobstructed

        the screen indicates that your train should be there shortly

        you assume that you've arrived just on time

        you then realize that the track has been expanded massively

        automated maglev trains glide silently in and out of the station every thirty seconds

        no advertisements are pasted on the station's walls

        these have been replaced with noticeboards informing commuters of gatherings or work opportunities

        commuters occupy themselves with tablet-style devices

        unlike in the capitalist era they do not appear to be distracting themselves with facebook or games

        some seem to be reading complex scientific and philosophical treatises

        unburdened by mind-numbing hours of work they have the time and energy to expand their minds

        others seem to be watching live-feeds of independently produced entertainment

        total automation has apparently allowed people to spend their time more creatively

        you ask a fellow commuter about recent events

        you ask about unemployment

        you ask about financial collapse

        you ask about austerity

        you ask about the wars in the Middle East

        you ask about the possibility of inter-imperial conflict

        he smiles wisely

        "Those are all things of the past now, comrade."

        he speaks with a thick German accent

        his snowy white beard makes him look like a professional Santa Claus

        his fashion sense seems anachronistic in this futuristic era

        it is then that you realize who it is

        it's Marx

        you begin to sob as you feel a burden lift from your body

        a weight disappears that you didn't even know was there

        Marx places a paternal hand on your shoulder and then draws you into a loving embrace

        "I told you it was inevitable, comrade."