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The 12 loops of Goodbye

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  The Twelve Loops of Goodbye The fluid rises. The cryo-hiss is deafening. And then... the program starts. Twelve times. The system cycles, and twelve times I see you. It starts the same. The image freezes in the dark. It’s you, BK. Or... It’s your idea. You’re wearing the rig. The goggles are locked on me. I try to say your name, but my mouth is filled with ice. I love you. God, I love you. But you don’t blink. The Neural Glitch. Something is wrong. The memory corrupts. I see "corrupted code" trying to stabilise across your face. Your eyes... behind the lenses... they twitch. Microscopically. Are you hurting? Or is that my pain rippling through the connection? A low-frequency pulse warps your skin. You look like a stranger. You look like the machine. The Shuddering Breath. This is the one that breaks me. Total stillness. Then... a faint mist forms at your mouth. Condensation beads on the goggles. I scream at you to breathe! Just breathe! But it’s slow. Irregular. It’s a ...

Hypostyle Bird

 


Description

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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