Who are we?

Exiles?

We are those who have realized that we are far from home. It's not something to go back to. There is no "going back". It's what could be here, hidden beneath façade after façade for The End. Ideology stacked on ideology. Lie on lie. All to preserve control over your life. We'll beg and beg for scraps and celebrate them as victories.

What does emancipation look like for us today? What will Liberation entail? How do we keep ourselves from being subsumed by what we want to be free from? How do we keep yourselves from falling into the same lies about The End and how what we do is all towards this imagined End?

There is no End.

There is only You.

You and me.