I could be anywhere

Found myself in a daze of blurry days, locating all of the basic needs in new surroundings and finding pieces of plaster on the ground, the pencil streak on the wainscoting, an example, classically so, of an abjection to materialism and a general disregard for high opinions of projected value of consumer objects, there are sinister intentions at play and not all of us signed up in any traditional sense... This technology. This miracle and curse. A compulsion to create and a format. No matter how. Some general exposure and experience can change a life into an unrecognizable mass of coalesced particles.. Particles of energy and time exhausted on things in slow progression. Getting worse before we get  better. It's true. High speed formats of entertainment and neglected education, in the sense of annually raised cost of intuition, and the alimony checks won't come through, young Einsteins will miss out on further education, into a specialized career, taught by the professionals for an edge up, intellectual senses, but there is capacity for meaningless fun and spirited carelessness in the screaming, gaping face if utter annihilation... Andromeda is coming. Space and the ultimate frontier vs verses. Truth in regard to science and the inability to prove worth in any other caricature. The things a book can do to your everlasting soul on this transient soil. Brown and decaying in great melting chunks. Our hair falls out and our knees grow helpless and weak. Frail to touch, in wheelchairs as the world rushes passed in matching athletic apparel, from stores in economic competition, like world warfare, the same nefarious scorched earth policies and hiroshimas. We did the damage. Who is this country?