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The Sarcophagus

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  The Sarcophagus I found myself resting in a cryo unit that resembled a sleek, high-tech sarcophagus . The outer shell is made of brushed metal and glass, while inside, glowing, self-weaving nanotech fibres are tightly wrapping around my body. All I could think of were ancient Egyptian linen bandages . My face is partially obscured, but I can feel the signs of distress etched across. The lighting around me is dim, bathed in cold blue and amber instrument lights. How did I get into it, and why am I seeing myself in the revival cocoon ? A Constrained Pilot The walls are pressing in, suffocatingly close. The air feels thin, hot, and heavy with the scent of my own fear. Sweat stings my eyes, blurring my vision and slicking my skin inside the flight suit , which suddenly feels like a lead weight. I can see the control panel, it’s right there. It’s a blur of familiar lights, red and green warnings pulsing in the semi-darkness, just inches away. My fingers twitch, aching to reach out, ...
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Photo Suburban Shelter Metaphor

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Fears of being swept away
The tide of prophesy, tides of disaster
It threatens to shore and wash us away
It comes in want of what is ours
Without respect and remorse

From behind our wire boundaries
Our concrete barriers
We observe a foretold story as a death foretold
Foretold and fixed

On the horizon, the insurgent amass
We stake our ground and monitor for evidence.
We have drawn the line

They simply can’t get away with it
We won’t embrace their fear at our loss

Too self-centered to make the decision to welcome
Too self-centered to empathize

Our imaginations captured by the outlandish
Our actions enabled by dire predictions
Without compromise
We do not want
We shall protect
Our organic minds subdivided and in-barrier
Littered by immovable objects

And through it all
All of the ifs and buts
It's about
Defiance
The crying wolf

Making comfort from scared people
Enabled by a false sense of security
In it together
Against the visioned enemy
The right dream
The living dead
The panic to protect


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