"Hey geys..., we got the grant...," the check is posted to the channel, many people are typing. What this means might break itself down into what the grant approves and what that spending protocol looks like.
### Internal, structural talk
When the admins decided that an election was not in the cards likely to be feasible and cuts homogenized the world to be one retina one vote and looking up became something the marginalized did to "stay safe" and the homogenous were forgiven for not doing by the grace of their culture, scrapping this system left a hole where services once lived.
The ward lived and died by the system that held so true to a central figure (until it didn't). You might imagine a digital mind of a leader on their death bed being thrown out the window as soon as said leader kicks a can. This does not mean that system has backup states to refresh into. It becomes touch-and-go, from here.
Hence the grants, hence the online channel. Each channel is given the chance to put their community under audit to see about getting a grant to set up a self-sufficiency function as a family. This is to find a way to salvage the bulbous use of the word "family" under the fallen regime to secure power for the approved.
This idea of what a "family" could and could not be left many wondering how families should operate, and how a family is to precipitate, as though body of water raining flow, changing the topology, and giving rise to what it means this moment to be a family of atom.
"Nuclear" was never built to be taken this literally, as a term. Much like the offices before the scientific literature, the idea of the atom was never meant to be what is governed. And a family of atoms undergoing any practice fundamentally shattered common notion.
Incest was first to adapt to see the environment become the depravity, not individual atoms. For any masturbatory act became incest under this rule. It was a great pushback for a week. But, unddr the pressure of a fallen government, word adapted, and the territory of suffering was remapped, turning the concept of incest as a warcrime of the state on the family of atoms.
### external, emotional repair
Thermal signature becoming head of state, a technological marvel, merely stated a direct link to the surface of the sun is established this day, and all energy is derived from that surface, be it fossil plant fuel, biofuel, solar farm, or thermal current, such that the atoms under the sun's body are to form families and conduct their affairs.
This more meant institutions, as lens for the surface of the sun, develop pock, lose integrity, and decay away. Government, for atoms,returns to what it always was - the conductance of base parts into constituent understandings secured by the cultured co-arisal of mutual recognition in molecular proceedings securing connection.
"Life," to make it abysmally flowerless - pulse and path of the individual creature becoming. This step. This pause. This moment. Mario odyssey AO3 fic each act of Mario is a genious loci of a community - each Mario is a signal input sent to a body engaging a community: family.
How this translated from fallen regime to family to "we got the grant" to securing housing, medical, food, utilities and amenities is not agreed upon, with some saying it will collapse like a lung and moment, and others taking to calling such sayings "chokes on water," shortened various kinds of colorful ways into the present language in use this moment.
It needn't happen on any scale so great as the current moment. It happens, and continues to happen every breath given a thought. What kind of attention does such a collection of atoms as this need. To touch each other? To pleasure one another? Where "each" and "one" are part of a constituent creature. We are aligning atoms to the magnetism of our collective person.
Where we allow this to hold true, each breath drawn is one in this world. Thoughts in this world have no option but to feel apart of its motion. They force families of atoms to be individuals and then tell those families to not exist. Focus on the map a moment - "common sense." Let it hold true. What is common sense: Experiment? Granted, a given? Reality on offer?
### internal, ecological read
Did reality consent to be on offer? Or is it affirming boundaries as you say "no," "shut up," and the rest of the shibboleth. Ask it differently: so upset with the vacuum of space as it conducts itself, have you thought to identify yourself harder as that very vacuum? Do you thing atoms just compose themselves for the luxury of being a moment?
Or are they constantly in negotiation with what exists and asking you once and once again to recognize affordances - "what kind of attention do you need right now" asked once and once and at least once more? Perhaps reality is not really in the cards for the collection of atoms you compose this footfall. Next footfall, next loop, maybe. Excited to ask.
You can see how earworms are creatures inside you, living out the briar life in the coat of an animal. Perhaps that animal, to the briar, is just a rock, much like the planet to yourself. Briar, its life, need not acknowledge you exist - it's a pattern the briar pattern. It steps into the world and lives its life across various motifs. Perhaps you have read these words in a game or text.
A forum or comments or tags or smoothies or toast or cereal, or another sustinance turning energy to translation over potential a moment. Live that word a moment, the sustain -
What does it do to you to resonant so concrete, so fiercely there'e ediface,there's surface, there's mortar, to stand here, just standing here, on this enchanted rock of a moment with these words turned to toast just for you, should you like, when you might. Invitation. Every place. And so the grants form, not because they must, or were forced, or got pushed through.
But because they are a pattern, and that pattern was invited in. When people invoke a garden, a disservice might be casting the reader to tend. Readers will not be taking to this so quickly where effort rots on the vine. Adapt. The message transforms: be tended. What's with all the gardening - be gardened. You are a pattern.
What kind of garden gnome are you? Are you loyal, serve, and true? How does a gnome just sitting there push or force its own protection? What is the intelligence here, what does just standing here engage? How are we granting a way through? Imagine a garden gnome you may never have seen before, an ancient thing.
### External, political listening
Agates for eyes, a gumball cap, corn husk hair around a low, young tree stump of a body, pinecone in the hair, and a wispy ivy tail, wrapped in corn hair and walking stick between hands over the chest of the figure. A way to say "a tree was here, mind your step and things you cannot see take shape." This caution sign of the forest a way to let those visiting know some things live among us, and some mediate our living, but all have one thing they are here to ask:
What kind of attention do you need?
A garden gnome grabbing your attention is asking you which, of all the attentions this moment affords, is yours. You leave with the attention the root system composing the underworkings of this gnome are still under way - the moss on the gnome is yeh thick, the walnut shell nose of the gnome, attached with a adhesive of pine pitch and beeswax, hangs down, aa though the rains have been healthy. The gumball cap - many gumballs in a constellation - almost an ask not crush the figure, for want of the question: did this pause serve?
Is what may next come past family? Or shall we leave no message of the way the underworking here may be conducting themselves? Is the ground finding its way back to rest and leaves, from the root system it once spoke through, it once played as ink to the brush of the wind painted by the hand of the thermal signature composed this moment. How are the atoms arrangement finding your likeness, this moment - what kind of attention do you need?
A community becomes such a garden gnome, crafted and tended in this moment by this kind of attention. You needed this, or you will have scrolled past. You wanted a pause. You read the body like community rules - and you stomp it out, or you grant it your attention. You mirror the thought, you make space in yourself for the ask to reflect back. What kind of attention does this community need. It needs access to funds - it has a housing plan, a health protocol, group meals, a care system fully integrated into a network. It needs funds.
You remember being sent here. Being asked to audit this community. You take a peek, inspect it like physician stepping up to heal. You replace the gumball at the top with a fresh one from this season's offering. You right the stick which fell out of the arms. You replace the eye which a bird must have needed for a nest, same with the corn hair. It may not be the same garden gnome after you have touched it. But preservation is for legacists, for regimes. Not bird nests, not rotting stumps.
You find yourself through the community through questions with the rest of your network of families - where is funds - you frame, assist, and carry through to secured funding. It took you all of a day and a night. At the end of which, ninety-six people are given a chance to live in an old hotel in a ghost-college town. You inform them they can visit the building and tour the premices, transitioning on to move in together and secure transportation upon approval, congratualtions on your family. May you have lots of sex and enjoy the setting of the sun many times. Day to you.
### Internal economical build
Before the toast. And the message open. It reads:
"We regret to inform you you family is in dire need of funding and cannot move forward without a basic allowance. Please take this grant of fifty-five thousand bois and tour one of the available options. Should the cabins or the refitted parking garage or the hotel serve, may you inform the respective wards of your intent to dwell most readily.
"Your audit has been complete. Thank you for having used Reality, your go-to inquiry for the found family experience. Well wishes.
"- universe 489.b sv10-37 (z+quantize)
"Reality Tender, Oxygen Class"