

Seed of SubmissionAwakened in horror, What has been done to me? The machine seed implanted, Humanity augmented in 3000 A.D. Metal succeeds flesh, Mandatory behavioral neurosurgery Retinal advertising,Seed of Submission
A Corporate Government Decree The endless urban sprawl Gray stretching as far as I can see Brain chemistries are now controlled remotely. The price of resistance, Slumped in the gutter Emotional wreckage The non-cooperative suffer Mass suicides, And empty apathy Escape is the only hope for me.
Through alleys I roam, Connected towers loom over
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Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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