walking this room, and the next and the next, grasping at the reality embedded in everything that looks like no worth, i mine at it with my labor and my faith, im an awful businessman, turning over the symbolism, from within the institutions, i pick at their rhetorical gaps, and other disparities, but to who do i turn, dear community, leaders are educated to speak on how society is suffering, words for a soteriological out, words are for social passing, pecuniary material investments, are you living the class and race suffering you preach around the town, did you borrow your speech from they, is an empathic instagram caption pathologically uncriticisable, where does the community stand on those who are interlopers and everyone else, dear community, is that you, where is the neighborhood, every person looks at me, entrepreneurs waving microphones and business cards, all i see are exchanges of cultural and social capital in my purview, what do you say to your followers, say, donate plz ill follow you till digital death.