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Godliness in Stone

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  Scene 1 It smells like… time down here. Not just damp earth or rot, but something older. A primal scent that’s been waiting in the dark for a millennium. I’m recording this at the bottom of the scar somewhere in the anomaly. In my mind, it's called the Necropolis Gully . My helmet is trying to map it—casting these sterile, digital grids over the moss and the stone—but the data doesn’t make sense. It’s glitching. It’s shuddering against the reality of this place. I don't know why I'm here, looking at ruins. Just... debris. But in the ruins, I found the ghosts of a future that never happened. I was walking over shards of polymerised memories . This was once a city.  It was meant to be the heart of a new world that... simply stopped. It wasn't an engineering failure. It was a failure of existence. Holding that slate, I felt this... weight. The grief of the architect. The "wounds of unbuilt dreams." I realised then that this isn't a graveyard for people. It’...

GODin Pot

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GODin Pot In our time of relative peace, there are those who will forthrightly blame others to gain ascension. They seek revenge through blinded principles. But it is foolish for our society to gain prosperity from grounds of wrong. To gain via perceive threats is untenable. Centuries of thought have passed and still our want to employ hate lingers. That is, to stop others and to gain our wants through forced misfortune. And as our inflictions grow in number so does our determination. Us theirs and ours cannot be decisively contained. The more our empowered profiles gain clarity the less our perceived enemy is defined. Until our enemy has no humanity that we can describe. Until only shouts of evil and defiance describe only our state of understanding. Within this scenario of threat, our real purpose is deliberately camouflaged. And us we and they can no-longer see and or remember what was. This is how our leading few maintains normalization. Sc...

Godin Paradise

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Godin Paradise And when the door is left open Weary from all those confrontations Are there any who really feel at ease? With those who are prepared to pay And others are paid to ward off evil With money in hand quality of service is near enough guaranteed So that the hordes of fattened bodies are able to bask in the sun Tendered to, by their belief in the protection of wealth In this a slender time where nothing can be permitted to go wrong And yet in this field of bliss, we tentatively know reaping can rear and strike

Hole in the Wall: REFUGE strip

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Hole in the Wall: REFUGE strip We have the consciousness to make sense of our physical realities. We do not have the physics to make sense of our consciousness. Why do we need to protect ourselves from our own inventions? As we normalise the killing we design safety nets that are thin and ultimately useless.

GODin Equilibrium

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GODin Equilibrium The haste to make common sense is immediately erroneous But that doesn't seem to matter in the world of simulated comfort She will be right mate, don't fix it if it's not broken Common Sense: We need a strong response to threats The observation must be questioned if the edge is to be protected from the core Making sense require curiosity  The majority of mind matters is comforted by delusion Investigation is the only way forward Common Sense: We cannot be seen as weak History repeats under the mantra of common sense The future is ours if we collectively question The chance of choice is not within the boundary Futileness nestles within accepting commonality Our political leaders maintain fear and conflict as the broker to maintain common sense  There is a disregard of the intellect  Common Sense: We cannot be confused by complexity

Hole in the Wall: Park and Shop

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What has been visioned as a cleanly planned future. With all boxes ticked. Harmonious with nature, functional and efficient. The promises that life is good. Living the advertisement. Park your car under a tree and shop.

Hole in the Wall - Roundabouts

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Hole in the Wall - Roundabouts IT THINKS MY MIND It keeps happening. Every time I stop to think. My thoughts spin. I cannot grasp my mind. IT THINKS MY MIND

Hole in the Wall - Symmetrical Plant

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There is a Hole in the Wall - A Symmetrical Plant In our own image We need to pull back  From the foolishness of exponential growth We are fooled by prosperity To self beautify To make our calm  To make our peace As predictable, we can excel By removing the haste of opportunity  By denying meaningless indulgence And the chaos of exploitation To deny the few that gain Over the many that sacrifice And in the unremarkable, we can be precious One-off sponsorship You Tube