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1. Ash Kvetchum (ash_kvetchum@nicecrew.digital)'s status on Thursday, 22-Jun-2023 07:46:53 JST Ash Kvetchum
   I wonder what the last moments of those on the submarine will have been.
   
   Did they talk? Were they silent? Was one member's hysterical sob some breaking call through their lives of apathy-encroaching sensory overload--a time to reflect?
   
   They haven't seen the memes about them--nor the tweets and articles.
   
   They haven't seen that one member's step-son took time in his day to reach out to an OnlyFans girl, during this time. (Wonder whether he'll come into money now.)
   
   I wonder whether they tried to sleep, in the end--and whether anyone was the last still awake.
   I wonder whether losing air over time wakes one from even that sleep, so that sleep isn't open for escape. I don't know.
   That would be a horrid last sight--the choking.
   
   They seem White, loosely looking at them.
   I'm sad at how fallen they were before they fucked around and found out.
   
   I stopped thinking about them though and thought about us.
   One day we may be surrounded on all sides by the rushing, murky water the serpent floods around us (the sea of foreign peoples and ungodliness and those White caught in that flood who'd pull us down if they could grab hold of us, much like those millionaires below have down to themselves and others in their "diverse" lives).
   From a branch off the same sequence bough of consequences (our branch veers away from the decision-mistakes of the millionaires below), we may one day also be huddled and lost and cut off.
   
   I hope, if that is the fate for some of us, that we will have not lived as them (in our lesser degree of access to licentiousness). I would hope we'd have better things to talk about on the submarine.(*)
   
   (*) Less talking probably allows more time for breathing