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Obsidian static the puppet master

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  Obsidian static, the puppet master. (Verse 1) The crevice opens like a silent, dusty lung Air thick with minerals and a thousand forgotten years I'm rappelling down the sheer black into a chasm's memory My boots crunch on shattered polymer No sound but the suit's respiration But the stillness is a stage The jagged walls, they lean in now (Refrain) The Paraknowing a cold spike of dread at the base of the skull It’s not a thought, it’s a wave Static buzz. Who's the puppet and who is the master? High-tensile wires disappear into the light The tightening the silent pull above the gully (Verse 2) The godly face, brittle stone work It emerges, eyes blank and unseeing But it broadcasts a sharp spike of loss and profound love My logic stutters, snagging on the input An effigy , a sentinel or just a mirror I turn and see the audience waiting Small, white figures, balanced stone totems They are all part of it (Verse 3) The strings pass through my wrist Not from me, but through...

The Cryo Unit

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  Cryo Unit:  confirmation and protocol The voice, a sterile, disembodied presence that has become as familiar as my own thoughts, began its report. "Status: Your Brass Monkey cryo-unit is engaged. Internal temperature regulation is optimal." A faint hum, almost imperceptible through the thick insulation of the unit, confirmed its words. I felt the gentle thrum of the cryo-fluid circulating, a constant reminder of the fragile balance being maintained within my metallic sarcophagus . "External forces, such as extreme G-load, confirm the slingshot maneuver is active, exploiting Delta-Nine traffic gravitational pull for maximum velocity." The words brought with them a subtle shift in pressure, a barely discernible tremor that resonated deep within the reinforced shell of my vessel. Delta-Nine, a scar of immense antimatter , was now a critical point in our journey, its colossal gravitational field bending space and time to propel us into the unthinkable anomaly. Are w...

Digital Mythologies

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  Digital Mythologies Synthetic verses spill from the speaker grille, a slow hum in a room lit by a screen. Multifaceted. Diverse arrays of ghost-light painting the walls. For all things living, and the things that just… pulse. A nervous system of wire and glass. A sense of the dynamic, the feedback loop, the urgency. The immediate challenges are headlines scrolling in red under a static-filled sky. Transcending conventional aesthetic limitations… The glitch is the new sublime, The corrupted file, a sacred text. A world… increasingly shaped, moulded by god-like, power-based forces Humming behind the firewall, writing our stories In a language we can no longer read. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge 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 .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub:  https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ ...

The Anomaly

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  The Anomaly is Unmapped The anomaly represents a crucial, unmapped energy signature located deep in space adjacent to the entry of the hazardous Necropolis Corridor. This is a treacherous region of space bordering the vast and largely unexplored Kelpian Expanse. For the beleaguered crew of the Subi spacecraft, this enigmatic signature is more than just a navigational curiosity; it embodies a desperate hope and a potential, albeit perilous, path of survival. Their current trajectory places them in dire straits, with resources dwindling and the looming threat of the Necropolis Corridor's inherent dangers closing in. The anomaly, therefore, is not merely a distant beacon but a tangible, albeit uncertain, opportunity to escape their predicament and secure their future. Its precise nature and potential uses remain a mystery. Yet, the very existence of such a powerful and unrecorded energy source offers a tantalising possibility of reprieve from an otherwise inescapable doom. The Anoma...

Necropolis Corridor adventure tourism

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  Necropolis Corridor adventure tourism Travellers enter the Necropolis Corridor from Trade Lane Delta-Nine at a designated "Nav-Point Omega-Six," though entry is restricted to "Authorised Personnel Only".Travellers enter the Necropolis Corridor from Trade Lane Delta-Nine, a bustling artery of interstellar commerce, at a precisely designated "Nav-Point Omega-Six." This specific entry point is not arbitrary; it is a critical nexus carefully monitored and controlled by the governing authorities of the sector. Access to the Necropolis Corridor is strictly limited to authorised personnel only, a rule rigorously enforced by security. Given its sensitive and perilous nature, entry is exclusive to those with legitimate, sanctioned reasons. Surveillance at Nav-Point Omega-Six involves continuous automated scanning and is unseen. There are no holographic instructions present; instead, a forbidding atmosphere warns of the grim dangers within. Navigating the Necropol...