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if you’re hearing this, we’re all already dead.
well, maybe not entirely. not yet. but the sea level's rising faster than ever, i had ell run the numbers and – none of this matters to you. this is just… a record. i want someone to know.
the city has been swallowed by the sea. it’s been coming a long time, and i guess we just… didn’t do anything until it was too late. and now it is too late. and i want someone to know about it, so… hello, traveller.
i bet you’re looking around at… a park, right now. green grass, trees, possibly… even people walking around? i hope it's a nice day, that the sun is out, but it's not too hot. can you even see the sea from there? i tend to forget what used to be where, i was still really young by the time everything started getting all… unrecognizable.
i think i am about where you are now, but instead of walking on the grass, i'm sitting in the branches of a long-dead tree with my feet in the water. more of a piece of driftwood now, i guess. this must sound completely incomprehensible to you, and i am sorry if you don't understand or i can't explain perfectly but i promise i'm going to try. just… do your best to follow along? come on, i need to show you something.
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this makes me angry, y’know. i should be seeing the shops and houses that you can see now, when you look to the side. the people and the places and the life that surrounds you – we’ve been robbed of that. and i can’t stand it.
all i can see is empty shells lying just beneath the surface of the water. if i swam down to explore them, i’d find only the abandoned signs that someone used to be here – rotting furniture, peeling paint, smashed glass, ha, maybe even a dead body to liven up the occasion.
… why do you think i stay at the surface as much as i can? it’s still fucking depressing, but at least there’s something up here. there are birds, sometimes people. i’m here.
i’m still here. where else could i go?
and i mean, i’m not the only one trying to make something of a life here. you might be able to see from where you are – one of the taller buildings, where the top room can still reach over the waves, is one of the last supply stores still going. we don’t know how much longer it’ll be standing, but… well, i might as well show you inside while i can. come on.
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i wanted someone to know
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i’m here to pick up bread and filtered water. we’re almost out at home.
i suppose i got what i wanted. someone listened. all i wanted, the only thing i wanted… i wanted someone to know.
maybe i wanted you to try and stop this. maybe i’m trying to be an amateur historian. maybe it was just a selfish urge to impart horrible information onto someone else, to not be the only one suffering under the burden of knowledge.
i don’t know. this is a mess, and my time is very limited. i don’t know what i wanted you to take away from this.
okay, here’s the lesson. i think this is the lesson. don’t let yourself be ruled by inaction. don’t let despair or procrastination or anything stop you from trying to improve things. even if you only ever put one good thing out into the world, it’s one more than was there before, right?
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big red sun Brighton, UK
hi, i'm big red sun (or seb) and i make loud punky music. stick around a while!
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