Imagine living in 1899. The 1900s are just around the corner, nothing feels the same.
I feel like its a similar feeling now. 2027 isnt a real year. It feels wrong that humanity is in this year.
But, I felt this way even when it was 2014 too.
Maybe the Mayans were right and the simulation ended in 2012, and we are just the lasting ghosts of a system long unplugged?


In 1899 in Spain we were too busy lamenting over Cuba to be existentialist