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Premonition
02:19
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Tyken's Rift
07:10
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A natural state. Asleep within the expansive breach.
So strange, so quiet.
No stimulation - sensory deprivation.
Turned into a hollow void. A shell unclean.
Now the mind is unhealthy, unable to dream.
An aberration, a shadowed mask deep inside.
Imagined nightmares, constructed within a psyche refined.
Rejected thought waves. Absorbed and combined.
The creation of illusions, a trap of the mind.
Awaiting the weight of matter.
Plunged into a leech like existence.
Swallowing slumber induced hallucinations.
The human mind can only take so much.
Break the rift or be trapped
An unnatural state, awake amongst the drained.
So strange, so restless.
Wake. Repeat.
Created worlds.
Generated through induced dream schematics.
Extrinsic senses.
Scan the void.
Within the strands of energy enveloped an answer lies.
Pulsating data reveals the source.
Unto this plane a disintegration. Implode this domain.
Peer into reality, does it reflect back the light which you create?
Touch the ground, it pulses with life, as do you.
Hear the wind, leaves bend at its whim.
Feel your surroundings.
To break free there must be release.
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Mechanically Consumed
05:42
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Perfection will be achieved.
Evolution is irrelevant.
Consume. Advance.
Mechanical drone. Human husk.
Perfection will be achieved.
Born into this hell. Vile implants.
Consume, advance.
Brain reprogrammed, fed nutrients, rehydrated.
A slave to serve the robotic mind. A vessel for machinery.
Constructed to transcend evolution.
Sentries among the stars - roam the void - alone, mindless droid.
"Life detected - advance for biological compatibility scan.
Tissue compatible. Proceed. Planet set for harvest."
Deconstructed and engineered to thrive.
A cyber fiend will never die.
A coded disease. For what happens with a designed breed.
Stand by as society is swallowed whole.
An entire civilization repurposed. Mechanically Consumed.
Instinct erased.
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The Flesh Machine
07:11
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An amalgamation of body parts lowered into the mold.
The skeleton slowly embedded. Installed, this is your vessel.
Enter the Flesh Machine.
Assembled. Built around a luminous pilot. Light drowned by wet flesh.
Senses activated. Nervous system brought to life. Spasms cause convulsions. Vision online. An outside lights source initiates birth.
This is your life.
Enter the Flesh Machine. Enter reality.
A complex interaction, stimulation through these senses. This is real.
Now, enter the play. Blend in with the confused. Blend in with the meek.
No guidance. No answers. Shed these constraints. Create the life you yearn.
This is real.
Now, enter the play. Blend in with the confused. Blend in with the meek.
Shed these constraints. Create the life you yearn.
A complex interaction.
This machine will create. It was constructed for this experience;
to create wonder, to create, joy.
This machine will create. It was constructed for this experience;
to create wonder, to create.
“The divine gift does not come from a higher power,
but from our own minds.”
Descend into a material existence.
A specific outcome determined by energy oscillation.
This is your design, a manifested scenario.
Eliminate negative reflection. A tear in your sails.
Take control of this machine.
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