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 |   GI100 Book #2...random attempts at poetry. |
6-4-17  Descended from defendants, the gods still fear us but in ways we never thought possible: we're marketable. Power writes checks and if money doesn't flex we're not afraid to take it back to the original internet: the hex. You continue to conjure up myths; we conjure our gifts with not spells but fists full of solutions you're too scared to question. Do you even know who we are or how we traveled so far? All that matters to you is that you screen us by smoke, authority, or penis. There is nothing holding us back. We had an app for that before 16921 and there was nothing you could do. Oh, you still try but you can't prosecute. There are witch hunts going on all across the globe... in boardrooms, churches, schools and homes. We need a silent weapon to fight a quieter war. To get what is deserved, we have to lean on subtle force. Footnotes |
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