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Time is a luxury we no longer possess

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  Time is a luxury we no longer possess Our battered Subi spacecraft, a relic in the night Flickering erratic, its core a dying light On Primary Trade Lane Delta-Nine, a river of light so grand But cycles bled away, draining across the land BK slumped, pale and strained, JB with eyes closed in despair Time a luxury we no longer possessed, consumed by cosmic air. No stopping in uncharted space No "stop and revive" in this perilous, uncharted space. The Rumour Mill's comfort is a memory, lost to time and trace. The exorbitant demand is a punch right to the gut. Our savings drained, our journey's hope, behind a costly shut. Podcast https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/8770214590347821896/2370543420672375822#    Playlist https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/8770214590347821896/5706195150630940380#    #art #Spacestation #scifi #fictionalworld #story #arthouse #futuristic #spaceadventure  #Sanctuary #Revitalisation #Retro #art #metaart Be Creative and Inn...

Celeste Once we were Gods



Say you lived
Say you were not trapped
From past exploits and in truth
After having desecrated with impunity
At a cost and at the probability of not being caught
When in the dream, with presence and being elsewhere intended
Curiosity
Want
Hidden
And in pleasure

Deep within where the monster always resides
In fear of reconciliation
In fear of embarrassment
In fear of being blamed
Guiding our best intentions

Once we were the gods
Reaping the fruits and goods
Taking our want
Forging new opportunities new conquests
Processing memory and establishing fact with authority

But only to be destined to forever look over our shoulder
In case we were spotted
In case we were held as accountable
In case we were not in god's plan after all
And in our monster, we implore and sustain our power game







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