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Time is a luxury we no longer possess

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Space Tourism Chronicles The Slingshot Saga 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. Transcript from the Slingshot Saga - Time is a luxury we no longer possess Our goddamn battered Subi spacecraft, a damn relic lost in the endless black void! Flickering like a dying firefly on the edge of extinction, its core barely clinging to life like some stubborn, flickering candle about to blow out. We’re stuck on Primary Trade Lane Delta-Nine, that blazing river of cosmic light stretching for eons, yet every damn cycle just bleeds away, sucking the lifeblood right out of this forsaken stretch of space. BK is slumped over, looking paler than a ghost at a midnight séance, and J...

Hypostyle Bird

 


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Amidst the whispers of a forgotten era, a stone bird perched silently, its wings outstretched in perpetual yearning. It starkly contrasted the grandeur and artifice surrounding it, symbolising a reality untouched by illusion. Its form seemed to pulsate in the stillness with a longing for liberation, a silent echo of the countless souls who had once sought solace within these walls. Frozen in mid-flight, the bird embodied their collective desire to transcend the artificial and find truth in the unyielding embrace of the stone.


The Hypostyle Party Bird

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Amidst the comforting hum of modern luxury, a gated bird perches contentedly in its chamber, and wings outstretched in celebration. It perfectly complements the grandeur and artifice of the immersive event, symbolising a reality defined by curated perfection. Its form seems to hum in the stillness with a sense of utter contentment, a silent echo of the countless souls who have revelled within these walls. Frozen in mid-flight, the bird embodies the collective desire to embrace the artificial and find truth in the comforting embrace of non-stop stimulus. In this place, the entrepreneur has no boundaries.


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Keywords

AI-generated nature, Artificial reality, Dystopian world, Hypostyle Hall, Illusion vs. reality, Technology dependence, Detachment from nature, Superficiality, Alternative universe, Science fiction, AI integration, Authenticity, Gated


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#AI #ArtificialIntelligence #Dystopia #ScienceFiction #VirtualReality #Illusion #Technology #Nature #Environment #Authenticity #Storytelling #ConceptArt #DigitalArt #HypostyleHall #AlternativeUniverse #Security #Gated







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

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