JJFBbennett

 Navigating Inner Galaxies The Anomaly Entrypoint As I approach the swirling anomaly, a feeling of dread begins to settle in my stomach, cold and heavy like a lead weight. The ship trembles slightly, a subtle vibration that hums through the deck plates and up into the soles of my boots. I can see the glowing colours reflecting off the cockpit’s interior – shifting hues of cerulean, violet, and emerald, each one pulsing with an unnerving, otherworldly light. It’s mesmerising and terrifying all at once, a cosmic dance of light and shadow that draws me in, an intoxicating invitation to step beyond the confines of reality and into the unknown. The Anomaly is incomprehensible Every sensor on the console blinks a warning, a cacophony of alarms that I've long since learned to ignore. My fingers, steady despite the growing unease, hover over the controls, ready to initiate evasive maneuvers if the anomaly shows any signs of aggression. I grip the console tighter, the cool metal grounding m...

  My life as a poem, part three Digitally Transfiguring IT THINKS MY MIND Belief has been organised My sicken mindset In my haste to make common sense Everything seemed under control I, as a serpent But where does identity begin and entity end Deep within, where my monster resides My need for a showcase My need for surprise My need to embellish My guild to build faith I, mirroring society  I, rethinking the ordinary I, self-sealing in theory, evidence and belief Poetry Genre:  Nihilist, dark ambient, industrial, avant-garde. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett, is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via  Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub:  https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via  YouTube Music , Spotify , iTunes, Apple Music and Soundcloud To support my art, feel free to ...

 Our paralysis The chaos swirls, a furious vortex. A single thought, soft yet firm, cuts through the noise. Don’t panic. Breathe. Our gaze turns inward, intense. Maybe the real anomaly… isn’t out there. The inner whisper repeats, a fragile anchor in the storm. A slow turn of the head in the dark. A flicker of understanding. It’s all in our minds. Our plunge is sudden as we pierce the surface of our fears, a vanishing into our psychological depths. Brilliant, laser-like thoughts fire from the core. A calm voice echoes from within the swirl, thoughtful. Then a louder shadow voice echoes from the depths, creeping to the edge of our  meaning. And that was when our paralysis set in. The Voice Inside The sleek Subi spacecraft, a silver dart against the inky black, edged cautiously towards a maelstrom of light in the void. Swirls of incandescent gas painted the cosmos in impossible hues, a cosmic anomaly beckoning them closer. Inside the cockpit, BK, her brow furrowed in concentratio...

  My life as a poem, part two Such is Life My Analogue and the Beginnings with Ned Kelly From songs of love, from analog beginnings to emotional intensity, warships still carry their burdens of righteousness and disease. This is where our leaders stand with us. As we adore, we also constrain and repel; as we fall and fail, we obediently accept tales without verification. Then we became subdivided, gridlocked, until imagination offered an escape. He floated through its fields, controlling the space within, between, and such is life. Poetry Genre:  Nihilist, dark ambient, industrial, avant-garde. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett, is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via  Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub:  https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via  YouTube Music , Spotify , i...

 My life as a poem, part one My bug within The Conquest of My Terror Within From traditional roots to digital dreams There is repression over and over again I try to find a word for it A lifetime of SOS My bug eye crawls through the night searching for venues and options And yes, there is a hole in the wall But I am too weak to stand and too weak to kneel So I scratch and scrape and scurry from the light To dwell in fantasy Forever on alert to my terror within. Poetry Genre:  Nihilist, dark ambient, industrial, avant-garde. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett, is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via  Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub:  https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via  YouTube Music , Spotify , iTunes, Apple Music and Soundcloud To support my art, feel free to donate...

  Video Description In a desperate bid for survival, the crew of the battered Subi spacecraft finds themselves in critical condition, exhausted and low on energy, deep within the hazardous Necropolis Corridor. Katcha, the highly intelligent cyborg spoodle, takes command, identifying an unmapped anomaly – a faint energy signature at the edge of Uncharted Space – as their last hope for revitalisation. Faced with an exorbitant demand from a freight vessel that would cost them all their remaining credits and cargo, Katcha determines that "time is a luxury they no longer possess". A slingshot maneuver towards the unstable anomaly is their final option, a high-stakes gamble with a "precarious 45% chance of severe structural damage" to the Subi. Katcha initiates the maneuver, sending the Subi violently bucking as alarms shriek. The immediate success of the slingshot is expected. Still, the actual suspense hinges on "what comes after" and the anomaly's ability...