arms stretched screaming clawing
biting knawing
as the “gods” looked on with notes and pens in hand
data scribbles
data minors
miners at the edge of time
miners at the end of space they thought
then something happened
some at the bottom started flying
some at the bottom started leaping leaps of joy and love
and fruitful
it caused the edge of time and the end of space to disapear
the shamans saw the ships coming in
the shamans saw the plants we needed.
the machine begged and pleaded to have silence
the machine had to be turned off
the constant interference had to be stopped by any means nessesary.
the most basic fundamental human right, to be left alone, had to be reinstalled.
love was reborn on earth
Atlantis never fell into the ocean
it was just a rift in time that repeated itself until we awoke.
Regular Clouds 