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  When Atoms Reach for Sacred Altars What do you feel when you touch something sacred? Do you want to touch sacred art? Are we creatures bound by thermodynamics, driven by an instinctual urge to exchange heat, shed skin cells, and mingle our matter with the monuments we revere? To stand before a sacred masterpiece is to experience a gravitational pull—an irresistible desire to collapse the space between subject and object, to leave an oily fingerprint as proof of shared existence.  The gallery border is a social construct attempting to enforce absolute vacuum, forbidding the inevitable entropy of human connection. To reach out anyway is to assert that our physical reality is not separate from the sublime, but bound to it by the very matter we carry on our fingertips. Reaching across that barrier is a quiet rebellion against social decorum: a desperate want for quantum entanglement that collapses the boundary between ideal beauty and our messy, lived reality. Be Creative a...

The Abyss Stares Back

 


The Rapid Creek Abyss Stares Back

From the corruption and scandals of our colonial governments.
And the just moral and social evolutions afforded.

Far from the lands of despotism and aristocracy.
The Empire shaped this land.

The Abyss arrived.
All those deaths made in silence.

The instruments that silenced tongue, histories, and myth.
The institutions that maintain silence.


 The Rapid Creek Red Moon Eye

Lunar malevolence.
Fear of being attacked.
Fear of being eaten.

Cyclical predictions.
Growth-based endeavors.

An engineered future.
An empire. 
A sovereign state. 

Conquering many territories.
Subjecting people to one authority.
Many cultures under one kingdom.  

One kingdom one god.
Subjugation.
The wrath of one god.
Enforced by law.




Abyss The Character Of Storm

Ill at ease.
Discomfort and distress.
Settlers breaking down.

Opportunistic men.
Of self-interest.
In denial of atrocities committed.
Structured towards blame-shifting.

The rights of lordship.
And those who fall outside of God’s creation.
The awful silence.
Of enacting a liminal rite.

A threshold. 
To triumph over the past 
To triumph over the future.
Earning the means for eternal life.



Abyss music by JJFBbennett



The Abyss Bug Sunset

Think about it.
All of the souls that can be captured.
Those uncivilized tribes.
Their untapped potential.

The foul proclamations made by winners.
Of the killings and their trail of devastation.
Justified.

A stronger race.
A higher-grade race.
A more worldly-wise race.  
Has come in and taken their place.












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