Meznoyume’s power_lunch corporation makes me think about splitting away from my family after my father died. In some mechanical, but still robotically functioning world that pretends routine is what’s norm. Video game reboots. Regeneration stones [ctrl + R]. Mods that port nodular pings with velmic aptitude. Or just watching a computer simulation chill on an island you’d never chill on but you wanna chill on and that chill melody got your mind chill on the chill without any worry, just…