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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Unpredictable Future Never has our future been more unpredictable than in this cosmic vortex swirling, never have we depended on political forces woven from illusion and pure madness, forces that don't follow common sense like a shining and sacred compass guiding, but appear as collective delirium to the eyes of centuries sunken in eternal oblivion. We've come to float in an ocean where the waves are chaotic and crude thoughts crashing, where our hands don't touch a solid tomorrow but only vibrant multicolored mist, we depend on powers that dance on the edge of the abyss with hypnotic smiles, defying the sacred logic that our ancestors wore like a crown upon their heads. The future is a map written with invisible ink on paper that slowly burns away, never have we been exposed to the whims of forces that speak in dead languages lost, political forces ignore common sense like a forgotten religion in burned libraries, forces that seem like madness to the illuminated spirits of epochs past in glory. We've become prisoners of the liquid present that flows through our empty fingers, dependent on leaders throwing cosmic dice with our collective destinies at stake, the standards of old times look at us from portraits and find us completely delirious, we continue to walk blind on roads that lead into deep psychedelic abysses below. Never has the future been more obscure than in this era of fractal and organized chaos, never have we depended on forces that don't respect the gravity of classical reason, forces that appear as hypnotic madness to those from the golden centuries past, we remain prisoners of the unpredictable present that transforms into colored smoke.
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