
A web of tunnels
underneath the Earth
housing a carnivore species
cold blooded
evil
jealous of the human race.
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The treaty enslaved the Greys
desperately trying to negotiate
their way up the scale
to gain control over carbon sleeves
soon to be interbred
with silicone technology.
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*Sick and tired of the interplanetary games?*
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Draco loves it
albeit certain Reptilians disobey
to serve their master
disconnected
purposeless
trapped in the infinity loop
going nowhere.
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Weโve fought for millennia
against demonic entities
shadow parasites
and fallen angels
to end the vicious cycle
entangled in spiritual warfare.
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Cats purr
shape shifters wait in the rain.
A new set of grids and ley lines
enable Stargates
to decongest the traffic
tear old contracts and agreements
signed with angst
obsession
and disdain.
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Trapped in the Astral realm
no silver cords to follow
cut and reconnect:
*Now, what?
Your control power has vanished
nowhere to recharge
no one you can fool, dear Vampire.*
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Back to the original code
before corruption became the norm
when parasites, viruses, and wormholes
projected their fantasies onto the wall.
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The illusion dissipates
our turquoise blue ball
returns to homeostasis.
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*Stars, wake up!
You can shine brightly in the daylight
I missed you, purple sky.*
๐๐๐ Krisz Rokk ๐๐๐
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Original poetry without using AI.
Image by Daniela S. aka @wayofaiki
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