“Have you ever wondered if the Ultra-High Reality web is, at its core, distinct from our convoluted network?” I asked, though even as the words left my lips, doubt crept in, my voice trembling with both urgency and uncertainty.
Their eyes narrowed, and I couldn’t tell if it was suspicion or pity. “How so?”
I leaned in, the charged intimacy between us both exciting and frightening me. “Because Ultra-High…
I sparked a joint and stepped out into the night—I needed space to clear the oppressive clutter in my mind. The devil’s words, dangerously sensible, were seeping into my thoughts, twisting them until they weren’t even my own. That was their damnable strength: getting you to believe your own ideas were yours, while they pulled all the invisible strings. And what could I do?
The obvious solution loomed—a perilous task that would take an…
And the devil died screaming, a cyberpunk graphic novel
“Humans hunger for meaning—they possess an unquenchable thirst for purpose. It is that relentless desire that allows me to drift into sleep at night, comforted by the certainty that I am compelled to do what must be done.”
“Cut the crap, Walter. Who exactly are you trying to fool this time? We both know your tepid platitudes are nothing more than hollow…
As society crumbled under the weight of plagues, drone wars, resource shortages, and ecological collapse, a thick cloud of chaos descended upon the world. The air was heavy with despair and fear as societal structures disintegrated before their very eyes. The once-almighty elite hoarded their wealth and resources, becoming increasingly detached from the strife and suffering of the rest of humanity.
Their greed knew no bounds, leading…
In a world enriched by darkness only shadows hint of light.
In anger we rot.
Inertia consumes.
Our battle cries are weak.
And they are strong, the many.
Doubting our resolve, our reality.
Fear drove them to it.
They feed on the abyss that sits inside them.
One we know too well.
We’ve looked inside, and it scared us.
To the very marrows.
There’s strength in that.
In knowing your flaws.
They pick at the scales…
It feels like our world is falling apart, especially in the western hemisphere. We are struggling to find our balance as it tears at the seams. But we can't underestimate this system, which was designed for survival and will not go down without a fight. These thoughts back then like now are not allowed during the day, but I can't help but think about them. It puts me at risk of detection, but I'm used to that by now. Losing credibility was nothing new for me; I knew then I should take it…
Boy you're telling me …
Powered by…
It would nice settling into the future. Not approaching it tiptoeing around corners.? It would be nice to open that door knowing you can handle whatever is on the other side. Not fearing to reach the handle.…
In the deep deep deep
In the deep deep deep, where the purple demons sleep with their flare for Flamboyance of Macabre ensemble
We hear the pitter-patter perp of the purple…
He was born on this council estate
He was two weeks early
Some say it was already too late
People don’t listen
So, he spits louder
But they’ve all tuned him out by now
He’s becoming part of the furniture
His voice is getting old
They’ll miss him when he’s gone
And wish they’d listened just once
It would have saved them
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image written and created by me using Wonder Ai
We keep stepping forward, each breath through time,
Each step moving closer to death and rebirth,
In a continual continuum of space,
Stepping in beat,
Moving forward,
Falling off one’s own feet,
Tumbling from this event, that thing and when,
Not really getting a grasp,
A hold of what’s going on,
Tumble forth into disaster, love and loss,
The world revolving around you,
The universe bends to your own rules,
We…
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