I reckon this is where Livia went: underground. She learnt of the paragrads and thought, fuck the world. Fuck Philosophy. And then sold us to Organisational Management.
Sold us? You think she made money out of it?
It was a spiritual sale. Because she’d had enough. Because she knew that nothing good was going to happen. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not even, in the endless fucking end.
Work in Progress 