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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. Slingshot into an anomaly But Katcha's mind intertwined with Subi, a final desperate plea, "A predictive model for a slingshot to the anomaly!" "Best case, worst case": a gamble to save everything we hold dear, with a 45% chance of structural damage, battling hope and fear. To that faint, almost imperceptible energy signature, ...

Celeste Innocent Bystanders


What you think has been accepted
Unprecedented protection from devastation and pestilence

What you don't know
Is that the wave is in motion
Is that time is running out

What you need to do
Pullover, change direction and get out of here

Talk about the time to panic
The objective has been initiated
All of the mechanisms are in place
Weapons are drawn

The world is sick
From a sickness that is mutating and fastly evolving

Your presence is a hindrance
You are observing the crime but taking no action

Our leaders have diffused their responsibility
The more who standby to witness the less likely any response

The real victim is you, you the one many who will not be seen as the operation executes







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