Jason §The Fickle FuturistOnce upon a time there was a society that did not know itself.
It had known itself once.
When it had been modern.
When everything had fit.
When everybody agreed on everything.
All was in harmony.
The Future was assured.
(or so it had seemed)
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But slowly the unified society realized its homogeneity was an illusion. What had been one culture fractured into a multitude of sub-cultures, all seemingly at odds with one another. There were so many different sub-cultures that no one could seem to agree on anything, and the people became very confused.
So they looked to the past.
They cut it up, rearranged it, deconstructed it, and reworked it.
They took the modern and created the postmodern.
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