First, the Gothic isn’t owned by some fancy school (or professor); it’s yours, so do with it as you please to improve your lives (regardless of stature or origins, any bitch can be bad/the Destroyer onstage: Nacoco Music straight up owning “Painkiller” [1990] )! Print your own, and steal everything poetically that you can; i.e., because nothing under Communism is owned; e.g., like echoes of Seventh Heaven (of Cloud, Tifa and Barrett as our childhood friends) to evoke a nostalgia less fatal and more rebellious borrowed from old parts. Don’t wait for some authority figure to tell you to create, to revive, to rebel, to “Avalanche”: our “fake news,” just in—”‘Midgar’ will be free, is free in our hearts and minds!” No amnesty! No quarter asked (or given)!




















