[499] In The Matrix

You recognise in others⁣⁣
what you cannot seem to⁣⁣
recognise in yourself⁣⁣
To forget their stories⁣⁣
so you can live in ⁣⁣
your eternal present⁣⁣
where the world is ⁣⁣
a status quo of ⁣⁣
facing your reality⁣⁣
and failing each day⁣⁣
⁣⁣
(𝘪 𝘵 𝘳 𝘺⁣⁣
𝘢𝘯𝘥 ⁣⁣
𝘪 𝘧 𝘢 𝘪 𝘭 )⁣⁣
⁣⁣
A modern tragedy⁣⁣
of dopamine numbness⁣⁣
of stimuli so morbid⁣⁣
I start my sentences with⁣⁣
‘The machine and I’⁣⁣
Metaphors in metaverse⁣⁣
Intelligence is artificial⁣⁣
I write in the myth of code⁣⁣
Emotionless. Longingless. Loneliness.⁣⁣
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( “𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴.⁣⁣
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘶𝘴.” )⁣⁣
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Flailing connections⁣⁣
Connective tissues⁣⁣
Algorithmic predictions⁣⁣
Stuck in my own fiction⁣⁣
Dreams of distant planets yet⁣⁣
I cannot save me⁣⁣
I cannot save⁣⁣
I cannot ⁣⁣
I⁣⁣
(… .- …- . / — .)