Deadly Poetry

I sense the wave coming in, the tune coming on.
A vibration whispering consciousness modulated.
Carried upon the oscillated microcurrents of energy.

Smack
Smack
Smack

Goes heart after heart, one after one.
They declared conflict and no rules.
Women, children, first to prevent,
genetic spread and regeneration.

Death awaits those who
drags dreamers out of
the dreams they build.

Quantum arrangement and an accident happens.
The family turns to meatflowers encapsulated in scrap.
Projected biological oxidation through accelerated entropy.

Poisonous it flows through the animated time.
Killing them from within, one by one.
How curious humans has become.
Voluntary genocide allowed.

I observe it play out as they contradict their own rules.
Undermines their own integrity, kills their own balance.
Sacrifices their own equilibrium and murder their stance.
No animations, no functional homeostasis, playing out life.

But makes it easy to play.
Who needs digital hacking.
Quantum hacking is funnier.
Definitely much more deadlier.

Conflict for those who wish it.
Peace for those who loves life.
One gets what one projects.
So change yourself and,
change the world.

I mirror the other in reflection.
In a world of murderers,
it turns itself into,
deadly poetry.


Questioning Ergo in Mars cycle 3

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