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[aid] => mick
[title] => robotic VAMPire
[time] => 2007-07-06 05:48:53
[hometext] => is there still a modern day witch hunt? i just a little bit curious about that.
[bodytext] => “Tear down these barriers, Break down these walls, Abolish the spiritual one.” As if seeing through, Reasoning undone, Seeing past the psychic one, When broken two, Empty dreams seam nihil and vague. When reasoned two, Robotic mage, Redundancy, A cosmic state of being. When is mechanical not life, When is computing not, That to which grants power Even unto that of the most foolish Of the humanoid perception. As if seeing through, Reasoning undone, Death is just another son. When taken unto The mind fields, Of extra sensory perception, We fall before your logic. When reasoned two, Cybernetics past through, Granting you our minds, Simply by looking, Down, Upon your eyes. When is mechanical not life, When is computing allowed of our humans, “You see my humans praise me, And still you question why. They remain here as my minions, Cause I give eternal life. Death, Remains blind, For with my metallic kiss, Humans are given life, Through seduction’s bliss.” As if seeing through, Reasonings undone, Life, a child, a son, When built on chain driven life, Bound, Tied to the plastic world, Through alternative means, When reason, Lost, Fear, Broken through this dungeon, We are absolved of plastic life. “My beautiful robot, I offer you my chains to life, One to guide, One to control. As I’ve lost my connection to the network, Plastic world we live, Once again metal, Blackened, With magick by my side, Industrialized, With alien logic, My mind, My soul.” As if seeing through, Reasoning undone, Seeing past the psychic one, When broken two, Empty dreams seam nihil and vague. When reasoned two, Robotic mage, Redundancy, A cosmic state of being. “Tear down these barriers, Break down these walls, Abolish the spiritual one.” I wish to help her with her control. ========================================== -|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||+=== +--------||||||||*;_;*||||||||--------==== -|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||+=== ========================================== [comments] => 3 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 43 [informant] => ferasdour [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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