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Images sourced from Heiko Hellwig's Silicon Cities (2017).
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"Then, let me start again," I cried, "Please, let me start again! I want a face that is fair, this time, I want a spirit that is calm!"
December 31, 2025 at 3:28 AM
"Then, let me start again," I cried, "Please, let me start again! I want a face that is fair, this time, I want a spirit that is calm!"
Don't try... The future is here... And there's no way out...
December 31, 2025 at 3:27 AM
Don't try... The future is here... And there's no way out...
We need to remember to live in the moment
That's why I keep rats in the first place
Their lives are short but they never forget to live them
To find every crumb of joy they can
And to return every ounce of love that's paid them
Never know when it'll be gone
That's why I keep rats in the first place
Their lives are short but they never forget to live them
To find every crumb of joy they can
And to return every ounce of love that's paid them
Never know when it'll be gone
December 14, 2025 at 12:45 AM
We need to remember to live in the moment
That's why I keep rats in the first place
Their lives are short but they never forget to live them
To find every crumb of joy they can
And to return every ounce of love that's paid them
Never know when it'll be gone
That's why I keep rats in the first place
Their lives are short but they never forget to live them
To find every crumb of joy they can
And to return every ounce of love that's paid them
Never know when it'll be gone
Life is worth living, even if it hurts you, even if you hurt in it.
November 25, 2025 at 3:53 AM
Life is worth living, even if it hurts you, even if you hurt in it.
LAUGH, AND THE WORLD LAUGHS WITH YOU. WEEP, AND YOU WEEP ALONE.
November 25, 2025 at 3:51 AM
LAUGH, AND THE WORLD LAUGHS WITH YOU. WEEP, AND YOU WEEP ALONE.
In Costa Rica, in a burrow underground… Climb to the surface, blink my eyes and look around… I'm all alone here, as I try my tiny song. Claim my place beneath the sky, but I won't be here for long. I sang all night, the moon shone on me through the trees.
November 25, 2025 at 3:20 AM
In Costa Rica, in a burrow underground… Climb to the surface, blink my eyes and look around… I'm all alone here, as I try my tiny song. Claim my place beneath the sky, but I won't be here for long. I sang all night, the moon shone on me through the trees.
I have no fear of anyone; I am dumb and wild and free. I am a flightless bird, and there'll be no more after me.
November 23, 2025 at 12:31 AM
I have no fear of anyone; I am dumb and wild and free. I am a flightless bird, and there'll be no more after me.
Glint's Echo: A better world is waiting to be born.
November 15, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Glint's Echo: A better world is waiting to be born.
Like peacocks wandering the walkways of the zoo, who have twice the autonomy the giraffes and the tigers do, saying: "No one can stop me! No one can stop me! No one clips my claws! Now, everyone watch me! Everyone watch me, scale these outside walls!"
October 28, 2025 at 12:36 AM
Like peacocks wandering the walkways of the zoo, who have twice the autonomy the giraffes and the tigers do, saying: "No one can stop me! No one can stop me! No one clips my claws! Now, everyone watch me! Everyone watch me, scale these outside walls!"
So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten.
October 7, 2025 at 11:47 AM
So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten.
Into dirt, into dust - it's an ordinary loss. Everyone that you love, they're here and then they're gone.
September 24, 2025 at 6:41 AM
Into dirt, into dust - it's an ordinary loss. Everyone that you love, they're here and then they're gone.
Do you remember when we were little? We were playing in the park, and you asked me what happens when we die.
I said, "You forget everything. Everything."
"Even you?" you asked.
"Yes, even me."
You did not want to die.
I said, "You forget everything. Everything."
"Even you?" you asked.
"Yes, even me."
You did not want to die.
September 17, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Do you remember when we were little? We were playing in the park, and you asked me what happens when we die.
I said, "You forget everything. Everything."
"Even you?" you asked.
"Yes, even me."
You did not want to die.
I said, "You forget everything. Everything."
"Even you?" you asked.
"Yes, even me."
You did not want to die.
Eons agone, these lands were rife with Gods and their adherents. What befell this pantheon? Alas. 'Tis the nature of beasts to forget, and of Gods to be forgotten. Mayhap they left. Mayhap they slept. Mayhap they devoured and were devoured in turn.
August 21, 2025 at 11:35 PM
Eons agone, these lands were rife with Gods and their adherents. What befell this pantheon? Alas. 'Tis the nature of beasts to forget, and of Gods to be forgotten. Mayhap they left. Mayhap they slept. Mayhap they devoured and were devoured in turn.
She asks that I tell you to remember her.
You won't.
You won't.
August 20, 2025 at 5:02 PM
She asks that I tell you to remember her.
You won't.
You won't.
O what good are hearts if they cannot be given? I thought to keep mine to myself, once. Two kits I did have, true love found! And yet one lackadaisy summer day, my beautiful children were taken away… a gift, they said, for the one they loved most, the one that waits…
August 20, 2025 at 1:47 PM
O what good are hearts if they cannot be given? I thought to keep mine to myself, once. Two kits I did have, true love found! And yet one lackadaisy summer day, my beautiful children were taken away… a gift, they said, for the one they loved most, the one that waits…
"Sleep well." Her voice was a wolf, dogging his steps. It chased him into the dark.
August 19, 2025 at 4:12 AM
"Sleep well." Her voice was a wolf, dogging his steps. It chased him into the dark.
Shoot it down
Pull the wings out
I am waiting
Shoot it down
With copper bullets
I am waiting
Pull the wings out
I am waiting
Shoot it down
With copper bullets
I am waiting
July 29, 2025 at 6:46 AM
Shoot it down
Pull the wings out
I am waiting
Shoot it down
With copper bullets
I am waiting
Pull the wings out
I am waiting
Shoot it down
With copper bullets
I am waiting
Islands caught in the middle
Islands unto ourselves
I’ve been forced to remember
Everything I want to forget
Islands unto ourselves
I’ve been forced to remember
Everything I want to forget
July 29, 2025 at 6:42 AM
Islands caught in the middle
Islands unto ourselves
I’ve been forced to remember
Everything I want to forget
Islands unto ourselves
I’ve been forced to remember
Everything I want to forget
With eternal love, the stars above
All there is and ever was
I want it all, I want it all
All there is and ever was
I want it all, I want it all
July 29, 2025 at 6:40 AM
With eternal love, the stars above
All there is and ever was
I want it all, I want it all
All there is and ever was
I want it all, I want it all
I don't wanna be buried in a pet sematary - I don't want to live my life again!
July 12, 2025 at 2:05 PM
I don't wanna be buried in a pet sematary - I don't want to live my life again!
Everyone will die, and everyone will lose. So, what are you going to do with the moments you have before it's you?
July 11, 2025 at 5:58 AM
Everyone will die, and everyone will lose. So, what are you going to do with the moments you have before it's you?
everything has a slow decay, but contempt’s bloom is forever
July 11, 2025 at 5:57 AM
everything has a slow decay, but contempt’s bloom is forever
Arise, mother of misery. Arise, as divine sorrow. I offer up all I am, so that you may feast on me.
July 11, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Arise, mother of misery. Arise, as divine sorrow. I offer up all I am, so that you may feast on me.
Wake up, Birdboy, wake up. Come on, get up. Don't be afraid. This could be a great day. It would be a shame to waste it.
July 11, 2025 at 5:39 AM
Wake up, Birdboy, wake up. Come on, get up. Don't be afraid. This could be a great day. It would be a shame to waste it.
Darkness pays Orr a visit. With billowing robes of blackened silk, she beckons us, arms outstretched. I see my brothers walk forward, greet her as a friend. So many fold themselves into her embrace.
June 19, 2025 at 12:38 AM
Darkness pays Orr a visit. With billowing robes of blackened silk, she beckons us, arms outstretched. I see my brothers walk forward, greet her as a friend. So many fold themselves into her embrace.