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myOtaku.com: The Wicker Man


Tuesday, August 2, 2005


N M 156 - Queensrche
Arkaik Word of dhe Dai: ugsome - disgusting, loathsome

Uniform printout reads end of line.
Protect code intact leaves little time.
Erratic surveys, free thinking not allowed.
My hands shake, my push buttons silence the outside crowd.

One world government has outlawed war among nations.
Now, social control requires population termination.

Have we come too far
To turn around?
Does emotion hold the key?
Is logic just a synonym for
This savagery, disguised in forgotten lost memory?

Microchip logic
have we no more thought?
"Is this wrong" I enter.
Answers sought.
Punch, punch, punch, transfer this data into code.
Wide eyes watch my number 156 is shown.
Created from past life to perform illicit function.
I fail this conscious madness.
I - man/machine imperfection

Have we come too far
To turn around?
Does emotion hold the key?
Is logic just a synonym for
This savagery, disguised in forgotten lost memory?
End of line
End of line
End of line
End of line
End of line...

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