The writer of history, or rather history's philosophy

Once said with the tranquility that befits an executioner

The history of the World is not the theater of happiness

Periods of happiness are blank pages in it, for they are

Periods of harmony periods when the antithesis is in abeyance

As writing was instituted as a tool of social control and oppression

So too is the accounting of history: politics is war by other means

(There was once a time where freedom and bondage

Could each be purchased at the same cost as the other.)

We import our own marginal comfort from our neo-colonies

When we export the crisis of capitalism from center to periphery

Colonization skews the valorization process by undervaluing labor

And the unequal values of labor time impoverishes the colony

Technology is withheld to drive down the organic composition of capital

What we reap the seed of our investments is a mirror image of this hell

Fascistic institutions are our policing policies abroad brought back home

The commodity receives its price post festum, like the meaning of a sentence

Conferred retroactively by its period. In the greater context, this meaning is displaced

And found anew with another reading a new market after self-destruction

Standardization of the valorization process inevitably lowers the rate of profit

Undervaluing the labor of the colony helps to overexploit its resources

Abroad as at home, while the wage gap continues to increase, the health and life

Of workers is wasted and squandered. Late capitalism requires a bottomless surplus

So commodities are at all times overproduced, and yet there's still starvation

Because late capitalism cannot consume this surplus rationally, unproductivity becomes

The preferred method of combating our tendentially falling rate of profit

(There was a time where for the same cost, for the same unreserved sacrifice

The pain of western history would end. Or perhaps it would have never even occurred.)

Upon the colony's alter, I offer our regret of never being able to achieve mass comfort

As well as the fear that the cruelty of hitherto history has not even reached its apex

The unfaithful project of Enlightenment is exported in exchange with the importing of

My own underproduced imagination for liberation. Upon my altar is the future

How to alter a future which has hitherto only been the expanded reproduction of its past?

The blank pages are to be filled with war. Only anti-imperialist class war will close the book

The altar of the colony the alter-ego of Enlightenment will mirror our immiseration

What was written was terror

What is read is hope

What will be is liberation