Virus

"Virus" Connections We are links in The Machine We are the virus spreading each weak application generated internally stored souls captive here in the Great In-Between We carry within a programmed instruction, we are simply software processed by a Central Processing Unit it sits commanding fixated like a King at the Heart of the Machine Ready to switch on Ready to switch off Our circuits riddled for the strangest results We are the virus waiting to bloom out of compartments electric we spread Green lights genetics read We pulse to a unified beat Kiss light out of the Womb held upside down gingerly by our feet a rush to the head a slap to entreat a new breath a new language to speak Infectious Contagious waiting to bloom we are the new ghosts of a virus waiting exchange to a new room We are software processed by a Central Processing Unit it sits like a King silently evaluating it sits still and serene pulsing likeness never seen Light and dark bytes In the Heart of the Machine (LadyLabyrinth / 2020) "Crow" / Forest Swords https://youtu.be/lan-Pjv99Xk

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Jenish Somadas

Date: 2/21/2020 11:49:00 PM

A strange infection.. Killing the natural world – The human virus.

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/22/2020 6:17:00 AM

I thought I'd write an 'interesting' poem ... that might make people think, or not.... thank you Jenish. x

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 2/21/2020 7:47:00 PM

"Once upon a time there was a deadly Virus. It was let loose into the system, it propagated and spread swiftly, eating up it’s own circuits and internal landscape, like a venomous spider eats its own young. An Anti-Virus was administered, a great battle ensued and burnt through all warring circuits, stations, and on all platforms, the virus was overtaken and became as one, like a snake swallowing its own tail. The Ghost in the Machine was happy.

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 10:12:00 PM

For a little while the machine functioned peacefully, until what was originally created and thought banished, like a Creeper ate through quarantine and teamed up with Brain. Replicated as the One, the War to End All Wars Never Won, began again. The machine went up in flames like a star swallowed by a black holed sun, evaporated, all noise ceased. All was nothing.”

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 7:49:00 PM

The first computer virus, called “Creeper system”, was an experimental self-replicating virus released in 1971. It was filling up the hard drive until a computer could not operate any further. This virus was created by BBN technologies in the US. The first computer virus for MS-DOS was “Brain” and was released in 1986.

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 7:48:00 PM

Georgia / revert LadyLabyrinth Short Stories

Frederic Parker

Date: 2/21/2020 5:51:00 PM

we were created by nature so she could look at herself when she is done looking she will be satisfied or not, either way, our use will be done with

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 7:59:00 PM

Mother is the body we are destroying; all her platforms and dimensions we contaminate, eat up, destroy.

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 2/21/2020 1:15:00 PM

https://youtu.be/Fe6X9fLLp0Y

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 2/21/2020 1:13:00 PM

The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 4/Writings: Poems/Kali the Mother

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 1:14:00 PM

KALI THE MOTHER The stars are blotted out, The clouds are covering clouds, It is darkness vibrant, sonant. In the roaring, whirling wind Are the souls of a million lunatics Just loose from the prison-house, Wrenching trees by the roots, Sweeping all from the path. The sea has joined the fray, And swirls up mountain-waves, To reach the pitchy sky. The flash of lurid light Reveals on every side A thousand, thousand shades Of Death begrimed and black — Scattering plagues and sorrows, Dancing mad with joy, Come, Mother, come! For Terror is Thy name, Death is in Thy breath, And every shaking step Destroys a world for e'er. Thou "Time", the All-Destroyer! Come, O Mother, come! Who dares misery love, And hug the form of Death, Dance in Destruction's dance, To him the Mother comes.

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 2/21/2020 12:57:00 PM

Are Humans the Virus Species?

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 12:57:00 PM

https://blog.arocha.org/en/are-humans-the-virus-species/

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 2/21/2020 12:56:00 PM

Are Humans a Virus on the Planet?

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 12:56:00 PM

https://vocal.media/futurism/are-humans-a-virus-on-the-planet

Ts Poetry

Date: 2/21/2020 5:57:00 AM

Slowly infecting one another with every key stroked...love the metaphor you used my Modesty xx...it is sad times

Ts Poetry
Date: 2/22/2020 6:48:00 AM

Something interesting...we are not the crazy ones....https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voluntary_Human_Extinction_Movement

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 2/21/2020 12:55:00 PM

I was reading a Washington Post article yesterday, which gave me pause to think...surveying the plethora of disastrous human activities and our impact on this planet, one has to query, the soul's real purpose here. p.s. V.S.A.S. I am my own person, I belong to no man. x