TimeOut-v1

Every time in the past that you sold your time you lost its use. That's easy to comprehend. Look all around you. The generations of time layered onto each other as time separated essentially from its creator(s). Haunting, eh? When the mereness of propertied time became commodified time, it's lease on your remaining life time was extended. It's like the in-your-face victory dance that never ends. The endlessness of deities and royal landlords was shattered into thousands of eternal alarm clocks going off in your head.

Our political Left and Right have tried to stop the cries of foul play, but you seem to think they're just part of the weight of the past around your neck. Once again, you're correct. Nonetheless, here's the ledger book on time:

The books are even! In fact, we agree that they're as balanced as when a time clock puts the tick into your talk. There will be no complaints accepted. After all, societies overselling the future can only recycle the past. And we only are agents of supply and demand, baby! Oh - and, in case you read or watch the news, no one up here is taking stock in you down there anymore. The exchange-value of your time just hit rock bottom! That's life... er, or what you get when you agree to sell it. Take it like the hollow wo/man you now are - without time or space. You see, to get anywhere in time, you cross space - and we own that as well from those earlier social contracts we mentioned. Remember the introduction and globalized sale of space into property? While you were quibbling over how to sell your time (via chattlery, indenturement, or wage) all those beads, coins, conquistadors, hungry mobs on horses, buildings with flapping colored cloths waving o'erhead and such ushered in the invisible lines - and the fees and penalties for crossing them. Yeah - all that. Well, it's still here and is acting on our borrowed time, so to speak.... That's the situation. You and the others around now - and all your relatives - made the deal. Pardon the cute phrase - live with it. As if most of you can barely survive. Time is bound now - and so are you.

Well, maybe you thought we issued this with arms open? You're so, so wrong this time. We are here to collect from the last holders of time for an interest payment for all the rest of you - past, present, and future - who are out of time. Yes - the past is gone. Yes - the future is as well. The moment is dwindling.

Some of you believed in all the past life, reincarnated life, and afterlife non-evidence. That was a real coup just like collecting on God, Allah, bliss, eternity, ad finitum, ad nauseum. No evidence whatsoever - just endless words, words, words. Oh, yes, and endless sales and property and commodified experience.

"This is the life you died to get to" just didn't catch your attention, eh? You just looked at the bill of sale in your hand and the alarms in your head told you to get somewhere else you were needed.

Character, therapy, suicide, revolution. Therapy is basically anything that keeps the mechanisms turning. Therapy is almost automated - internally and externally. You have many ways to spend the second half of your life medicating the results of the first half - and, that will probably carry over into another lifetime. Children will pay for their past generation's bills. Credit, interest, payments, and collection as a whole are God and all that is eternal. Ever thought of the moment? No? You should have because it's what you gave us that you no longer have. Suffice it to say that deju vu is a brain disorder wherein the moment is felt to be so redundant that escape into fantasy becomes a reality more worth it than the pricetagged existence called now and the problems that being unrealistic may cause. Past lives are the fantasy world where it finds pathological haven. That's a problem for you less than the contract requiring escape in the first place which costs you a second, third, and fourth time. Compounding is what we call it. A fictitiously valued and substanceless product that you invested in over and over - as taxpayer, as consumer, as worker, as student, as investor, as voter. Why it is not ruthlessly and immediately superseded makes us laugh every time you do it again. It's a bonus - memory has no reference point without unitary space-time, and so you forget everything that's right in front of you. It's been detailed out by Erich Fromm in Fear of Freedom, by Wilhelm Reich in The Mass Psychology of Fascism, by Theodor Adorno in The Culture Industry, and Guy Debord in Society of the Spectacle. Another laugh! Meanwhile, you - with all those messianic guides and maps to the past and the future! Maps of the past all lead to the same point from which you sought to escape, and the future - well, another clue in your very hands, most likely carrying mildew from times past - the future only exists in comic books, worlds fair booths, car shows, the wishful thoughts of tiny minds - and in the interest-entitling paper we carry on time.

So - you got the payment for which your class bargained - a few shiny things that lasted a short while. On the other side of the equation, we control time and space - and you! We get all the time in all the worlds - past, present, future, and any others found along the way - read the contract. So, on your knees - facing the bank of your choice - pray for market fluctuations or a job opening in the upper 3%, but be prepared for disappointment because you won't find it in your current life... that was sold in that past life - yesterday. And, not in a next life either - you sold that today. You can want, need, and hope, and all the rest - which, by the way, you'll rarely get - and certainly not on our time or in our space.

Besides, we can't give back what we never bought. But we do recognize the need for your Garden of Timeless Escapes. Especially so, now that the quality of time and the quantity of time are going to be made virtual by the complete ownership of time. In that sense we shall continue to release upgrade and make new-and-improved virtual ways for you to experience time. Lines will continue. Obsolescence starts at the point of production now so time-based warrantees will have no meanings. In terms of survival both age is nearly a complete deficit - as no experience and having experience are squeezing in on profits from both sides. Hey - now that we've got it all - who needs a production force anyway. We just need time vaults and space guardians. You can keep the limited subjectivity and limiting character we gave you. Aside from needing it to survive what you're left with - they will continually and automatically generate entertaining realities for you - to while away what's left of your time. Think of it as a team effort. We're all in this together. It's called doing time. True, we're laughing not with but at you now, but it's been real.

Some groups may try to offend your sensibilities with suggestions that we really have nothing that you don't have to give us on a daily basis - that time can be recaptured and space reinvented. In particular, they don't frighten us. You, on the other hand might be trouble if you banded together in forms we haven't provided for such occasions. Go ahead - contact these Situationist-inspired individuals. Have a great time.