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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 Luminous Transcendence


Overwhelm our logic
From personalized layers of interpretation
Feared, worshiped, and misunderstood

From folklore to fairy-tales my story circles
Threatening, protecting and wilding
This uncivilized self
This authentic nature
This warning
This I don't know

My predatory nature 
My sweat sweat talk
Something is not quite right
I am the death of me

Challenge me to confront
Better ruined than dead
In this dream of crazy sounds

I fiercely seek shelter
from ill wind
from shackles
from shame

Distant callings
Come back into the light
from devastation to heartbreak








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