En-crip-ing Time

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The background of infrastructures urges to move into our perspective
Their fragility felt
To pre-packaged a ready meal to generalize care on the go
How dare you call us broken, useless, incompatible to Greatness
Of infinite wealth and endless expansion
Of frictionless desire
The truth is that chrono-capitalism is incompatible with crip life
Itself a time-altering parasite
Conforming life from everything and everyone
And turning it into pain stoked values
Time crawls through me like a machine eating itself
Burning something you can't hold
Capital is a time-parasite
Between the fragile infrastructures and the cold indifference
Bodies so perfect that shitting and fucking are mere performances
Like trails and paths over bodies
But between the price hikes and the quiet despair
Lying flat
The horizontal ontology of pain
What we call survival is actually a moment when
When chrono's clock forgets to tick
A world so fast we can’t really exist
Co-existing in our own crip times
Time frozen for some
Temporal inequalities
Because life affirmation costs too much
Can we imagine futures of superfluous care, with a excesses of crips
As if we give up being rested, just to be consumed
As if liberation could ever arrive from infinite growth
Belonging is at the edge of its collapse
When there’s nothing left but slow afternoons to live in
Stillness
Adagio tempo, offbeat crip dances with time
Over a crip horizon
- the clouds feeling cozyyyyyy for once