Such a cycle of charity of entertainment was a gift to us, and we have to make it with our own ghosts of what were discarded commodified shells, making life again.
They still exist, projects made for the self-entertainment of a bunch of random kids where the ideation of good enough if the incongruity of a certain happenstance was to happen out of the expectations of the conflict portrayed. So too, shall they hit the good zone of what it means to pursue a hobby within what it looks like a juicy remix.
A juicy remix from the commons and the into the creative well-being of our own desires. Out of such silly free-market hockey, there are things that stick along within our times that I made from abadoned commercial dreams.
So that, such deliberate ignoring, do these blossom.
Y'know what they say