science fiction
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In a neon lit city in a quantum multiverse, hidden away behind the bright neon lit displays lays a market, that offers trans dimensional get away’s to distant places, scattered across a multitude of milky ways. No signs, no arrows, leading you it’s way just intuition, as synchronicity displays, the hidden market for anyone who’s…
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Eloquently serene Reminds me of seas Of aquamarine, Peaceful solitude Aids my dreams, Of forested trees In bottle green verdancy, I create my dreams In luminescent Tangerine themes, Warm is my heart That is fired by my passion, In flames that are burning White hot incandescently, In a life that has more colour Than we…
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They were known as the quantum quartet The nomads of the universe Seeking to find specks Of civilised humanities That they can respect These pilgrims looking to seek life at its best. They had discovered many galaxies And planets within Found many civilisations And made connections with them Yet the galaxy that they always gave…
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How did I find myself here In a place alien to me A place vertigo and huge redwood trees Laying on loamy soil head spinning around I see the blackish blue skies Yet I hear no sound There’s a assembly of figures Darting here and there Spectre in movement Floating in the suffocating air I…
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She walked the dark alleyways Of tall oppressive buildings Weaving her way between the skip bins and the trash Going from one high street block to another Their garish neon lit, signs and incandescent light Blinding and dazzling all those that see And headlights of the cars added to the scene People bustling and rushing…
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Tumbling down a deep black well I saw faces in the wall scream and yell Faces of my past and future Faces of my son and daughters Those I love and choose not to lose So I scramble for something to grasp on to But without success as I tumble on Through darkness and then…
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Robotic AI beings created For what purpose we do not know Can the computers for a brain Bring consciousness to evolve And what about a lack of soul This is something we don’t even know Where it is or how is made So how can we expect to create Anything without the absence of compassion…
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The intergalactic pilgrims Sailed the universe in search Of a newly discovered planet In a hope to one day reside When they landed it was dark And so how were they to know Everything that tried to flourish here Was simply destined to die Starved of any light and infected with fear Micro organisms within…

