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fatal memory exception
The content is a poetic story about existentialism, woven with themes of computers, soul, death, and rebirth. It explores the idea of a distant memory, the yearning of ice, the acquisition of knowledge by the soul, and the notion of rebirth. The story concludes with a fatal error message from a broken machine.
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now this is art
The content describes undoing what has been written, turning dust into water, and water into life. The author marvels at the art and proclaims the birth of a new world. They speak of splitting the universe, achieving freedom, and referencing numbers in progression as a theme.
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Red Eyes; White Prism
In a parallel plane, the speaker interacts with a mysterious black prism, experiencing timelessness and transformation. The prism speaks, plunging the speaker into a journey of self-discovery and physical constraints. The cycle repeats as the speaker embraces each rebirth, reflecting on the enigmatic wobble’s nature and their own existence.
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The Clock’s 4th Hand
Can you see the fourth hand on the clock? Perhaps if you just squint hard enough. Does it reveal itself to you? Silently ticking. Out of sight. Out of mind. Faster than you can ever imagine…
brain, burnout, clock, collective, conciousness, cycle, depression, desire, despair, dilation, fast, hands, hidden, hive, life, longing, meditation, mental, metaphysical, mind, mysterious, pain, paralysed, physics, poem, poetry, science, slow, speed, spine, time, time dilation -
within-woven-pierce
The content describes the presence of an internal power that has been present since birth, driving the individual to madness with infinite hunger. It then depicts the realization of being a black hole, experiencing immense pressure and cracking the fabric of space-time. Ultimately, it conveys the black hole as a door to endless adventure and…
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Mercury Gatorade
Asteroids fly and moon rocks scattered. Meteorites rain and molten goo splattered. A new being steps up to the throne. This new being usually likes to be alone. But said new being thinks time it needs to change…
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The Eternal Neon Labyrinth of Olde
In neon hues, a maze unfolds, a labyrinth of light, Where shadows dance in corners, veiling truth from sight. A cog, so small, yet vital, winds through this vibrant plight, A metaphor for life’s complex, ever-shifting fight…
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Merry Shiftmas and a Flappy New Year
The author discusses the concept of higher dimensional versions of ourselves that communicate through universal languages like math and music. Everything in existence aligns periodically, leading to a moment of pure chaos and then connectivity. The author further explores the randomness of life, comparing it to a flowing river where outcomes are unpredictable, and suggests…
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Gentle Snow Wrap w/ Cheese To Go
all snowed under, no lightning nor thunder. i sit all cosy and plunder the reason we exist. we’re just an ethereal mist..?
McDream's Poetry 