There is an office M. M attests to the correctness of certifications provided in the upper right quadrant of your paperwork by offices H through L in order to insure compliance with the special requirements of office N. N completes the quadrant. O begins the lower right.
M is an array of stations. Every station is a white desk with gold touches. Behind every desk there is a gold throne. A functionary is seated on every throne. Every station is an abstract suburban bedroom set. Every office is a Trump penthouse.
It is a sunny day in the autumn of the patriarch. The air is laced with decay.
Good/awful dream.
Nailed it.
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The dream the story was based on was concerned with working toward the fuhrer. But the idea is still in the story.
I would be afraid to take even a nap after this. *
Great closing. "...the autumn of the patriarch." Love the decadence, also the verb "laced." Reminds me of poison. *
Heavy stuff. *
WAKE UP MAN!! **
Life is too short
to sleep through.
sunny day or not!
what really.. is an office?
depends on your social economic background in your applied field of work
OR, your trust-fund.
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An office in this case is an imaginary nodal point in an imaginary chain of similar nodal points. What is gathered in each is a certification that the rules of the game that structures the chain have been adhered to. Turns out that the rules of the game are both formal and informal, and the informal rules have to do with working toward the fuhrer. The games happen in the interminable temporality that saturates a chain of imaginary days in yet another autumn of the patriarch.
Love it. Very TrumpLandian, but also French bureaucratic!