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Rainy day in Kyoto

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Pick up where you Left off

Volume one: earth is ripe for a surge of alien resettlers after making contact in 2029 when the supposed alien saviours came down to earth and fixed our catastrophes.

The Neocon warmongers were displeased that humanity had debunked the widespread misconception that extraterrestrials wanted to harm us.

The Post declared the latest aliens were actually a hybrid version, a working model for humankind's survival past robotics, beyond transhumanism and surpassing cybernetic limbs, organs and systems.

The Times declared the latest incarnation to land in Siberia were actually a mutant version of mankind developed by the Soviet Union in the late twentieth, who had time travelled here with a very Russian warning. In fact, Tolstoy was the name of their rugged and beloved ship. The war horse lingered on. Where the rules adjusted for atmospheric bias?

Favoritism based on skin tone (the sun preferred dark seismic readings, yet redheaded step children were still the primary group to be both revered and persecuted.

The Enlightenment regimen called for the systematic purging of dark thoughts but stopped short of complete obliteration due to the undeniable effect of Darksiders on creative breakthroughs, which could not be scheduled like other proscribed epiphanies, multilevel resurrection & butte force llamas carrying only the most rigorously applied shaman talents up the stone cut peak.

The mountains spoke their names at the beginning of time but had been silent ever since. For them to gain the balancing of forces was a triumph never recovered and mankind was stuck in a state of mourning ever since. No longer able to feel the chi of Mt. Ryenek, the shamans were forced to feel their way to the top before being allowed to return home and practice their arts.

But this group of newly possessed interlopers, committed to the cause based on pure raw data, a reboot of mass proportions that was an all or nothing approach that, try as they may, the aliens had no word for.

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Coming together

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The sea inside me

infrared Poseidon

Awash in blood money

Seeing red

Not a one

Not a chance

Ok you go

First

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Innovation territories give form to function 🧩 this would be reading the water part one

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Nothing remains in chaos forever. The state of rest endeavors

Wastes no optical uncertainty, flayed unceremoniously

The piper pays

You notice how

It's easy now

Seeing how you'd

Lost your way.

Aventine scots'

A warrior rite,

solemn but not glum

sauntered rides

Of dubious chums

The world aflutter

spreads like butter

mystery etudes de demise

chimour, overcome

chance outcome

by rote

For now

the standard parlay

Coded cipher

ravage secrets

esoteric salt in

gaping wounds

ripped open

heart and soul

Dismantled,

How the broken mantle

once let her in

From midnight bitter cold

Mostly chilling

to the bone

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Fear has left the building...

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The pump don't work

Coz the vandals

Took the handles

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obsessed with these margaret keane paintings

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vintage mornings

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this is my study of palm trees in the so cal zone