disagree

T. S. Eliot

A World that can be understood
win the future
swimming without water
paper puppets in a video game
a human computer that lives alone
Reason and Revelation
dreamtapes, dreamscapes
the Messiah of Shekinah
Hidden behind the Throne of Time

Embrace the void
International Sad Song
Quantum Miracles
the avatar and the messiah of the world
a great magician has been born here
tools and creatures lost with Eden
forgotten knowledge of the future
the heights and the depths of humankind
tearing a hole into the spirit world

the avatara of Light
Eldritch snake “worm” god
chimera spirits from 3000 years ago
in a quantum world, all timelines exist
knowledge that was never forgotten
entering into the Heavenly Space
spelunking into the spirit world
Everything ends
Kingdom of the animals

Lucifer and the Great Serpent
Chimeras, AI, Adam, and Eve
Chasing after beauty
Palaces of stars and planets, in Heaven
it just ends; forgotten time traveler
all those feelings of potential
barren wastes, in the sandstorm
broken buildings, lost in the sand
history reverberates in culture

Tore the Veil to the Spirit World Asunder
The Temple Replicated in Heaven
avid loser; an oversaturation of light
a new sense of potential and growth

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against

anger, annoyance
something that can’t be healthy
be better now
the paradox of lost civilizations
fade to nothing
the tragedy of knowing the ending
who wins and who loses
what was left behind
a strange, and uncertain beauty

Band-Aid Warrior
call down the stars and the sky
not futuristic enough
clocks, leading to pipes
a primordial sea of time
the rain and the smell of the rain
pixel people
coyotes howling in the desert
what eternity feels like

feelings of wrath
the end is the end
the heartbroken
fangs and claws
still just as lonely
Evolved to extinction
garbage, regurgitated robot speech
hindsight is culture
the fulcrum of technology

clocks, leading into the internet
when it rains, history is changing
inside a time vent
a civilization that was great too
run-down castles, and ramparts
poke holes in history
Indo-European sky realm
leaving the space colony
the world before

it’s now an open question and a race
AIs and their creators
orchestra of the rain
a hollow strategy

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