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Israel Is A Rogue Terrorist Entity

Israel is a rogue terrorist entity. And it’s coming to a municipality near you by way of dozens of militarized cop cities — pigs trained by the IDF and Unit 8200 — empowered by algorithms and AI analyses — and the never-expiring, always-expanding Patriot Act.

So, you think you’re safe because you’re not in a paramilitary; because you’re a good type of “citizen”?

maybe you think you’ll go abroad, become an ex-pat?

but where to go, American Pariah?

you think you’re safe because

you’re not in the resistance? (yet)

you’re not an activist — against genocide? against environmental and climate destruction? against systemic injustice? (yet, yet, yet)

you’re not hungry or thirsty or homeless? (yet)

your loved one hasn’t been brutalized or executed by police or the national guard? (yet)

We are living in a

Philip K. Dick-ian World.

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there are nightmares,
that can never be written down
on paper
or in binary code
especially, the latter

there are AI combing the content of
your dream app, your email, your notes app, your untrafficked little blog, your “encrypted,” disappearing messages as you type them;
in this Philip K. Dick world

there are nightmares
that can never be cried out upon waking,
or spoken to another even at home together in your own bed,
or anywhere in the presence of the virtual assistants or the internet of things

the assistant, the machine
will relay unsolicited transcription to
the authorities,
they don’t require your biometrics
your password, your permission: they already have them
in this Philip K. Dick world

there are nightmares
that can never be shared
anywhere with anyone in person,
even out-of-doors, somewhere you’ve never stepped foot before,
not in the mountains or desert or woods or tundra
not while treading water in a lake or ocean far from shore

for you will terrify
your dear ones,
your confidantes,
your cleric, if you had one
your therapist, if you had one,
even your clairvoyant, if you had one

because they know
what you’ve dreamt is not inconceivable
and they will feel compelled to inform when it inevitably happens

as if confessing your nightmare had conjured it, manifested it
as if they hadn’t secretly had this nightmare too,
in this Philip K. Dick world

even this poem
will be flagged for analysis
in this Ph|

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