Lemmata and Schemata: Some are drawn to the fact that it seems to draw attention away from other divisive factors, or at least prove their absurdity; what matters race when we so easily form groups around non-existent marks?
Anathemata: The generation who grows up in the era of the stigmata are universally changed in some ineffable way. More organized, more filled with light, more chill, resistant to adopting parents’ attitudes, less religious, almost nihilistic except in that meaning in life is what you create, some shared knowledge etc. ~~Perhaps they can’t see the marks?~~ This does not go well with parents. Try to war, doesn’t work; drafts universally fail, etc.
Melismata: To whom does the future belong? Certainly not to you. It belongs to us, and then it doesn’t. There is a taste of the metamodern to time itself which cares not for belief and meaning, cares not for us. It is our responsibility to create meaning, to believe as we will. And yet by virtue of that these things are melismata in the world: fluttering, changing, and then gone. And that’s the beauty of the whole thing.
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