“The rope, they said, is attached. Somewhere. Probably. Couldn’t show it to me because ‘the angle doesn’t allow.’ Faith-based physics. The rope as theology. The presumed terminal velocity as sacrament.”
“This isn’t gravity—it’s user analytics dragging me toward monetizable oblivion. You know the feeling when
your phone vibrates in your pocket and you check it and there’s nothing there?
That’s this fall.”
“There is no rope. There is no ground. There is only the fall and the profit made from pretending someone survived it.”
