Generators

Something New

Wrapped up in a galaxy of stars that was formed by your breath.
I am only the reflection of the sun against warm glass.
Every word you speak is tiring,
so much effort to think there's any point to anything.
All I want to know is the light point in your eyes.
So teach me something new kus I've seen it all a million times.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My Human Design revealed to me so much truth within. Its like everyday is a new discovery of true self. Another present to opened and revealed from within me :) another gift I was not aware of until that present moment :) love.

Extinct by design

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The Battle Mile

Along the battle mile, lie the casualties of war; lie flesh and machine
on the digital highway; the endless miles of death, where the followers
of the old ways have been pursued and punished. Left in disarray and
driven to near extinction by a war they could not win, a two front war
waged the children of the new age, and those from beyond the horizon,
only a few now remain; lost, scattered, and hunted. The program has been
successful.

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Assassins of the digital highway

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The Battle Mile

Under the frown of the moon, the hyper bikes scream,
leaving florescent trails in their wake as they race along the old highways,
looking for more dangerous challenges, searching out on
the wastelands for the followers of the old ways, those who live
on the forgotten past; those faceless who still exist in the darkness.
The assassins of steel and fuel lie in wait on the horizon.

Cars

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The Battle Mile

Outlawed engines of aluminum and steel go to war with direct energy
generators of superior power; beyond speeds beyond the capacity
of the human mind and soul.
They fill the night sky with streaking lights and twisting steel
of the causalities along the wastelands along the battle mile;
who will rise from the chaos, the followers of the old ways
or the sons and daughters of the new age?

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