This collection of incomplete essays is what we call the ecology of everything. We think of complexity like an astrayed arrow hitting no target. Line and dots. A dashing constellation of things. Everything is not directly related to everything, but everything is related to something.

These ideas are a vestige of a fragmented ecosystem. A marginal third nature that manages to live in the interstices of capitalism. They are a recollection of brief awe, not able to finish their growth and already being torn into pieces by social media, memes, podcasts, YouTube videos, video games, and a constant urge for disaster. A little codex sent from planet Earth in times of destruction. And so, we find them. Sporulating at the End of the World is Holobiont; me, you, and everything in between.

Numbered edition of 50.

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