Before the humans; demigods and demons fought,
Seen in excavations now and then, but long gone!
Then came the battles of myriad species within,
Leftovers’ ‘mis-wrote’ narratives as -> Gods scripts!
Before the humans; demigods and demons fought,
Seen in excavations now and then, but long gone!
Then came the battles of myriad species within,
Leftovers’ ‘mis-wrote’ narratives as -> Gods scripts!
Scene 10: Coffee Shop
Outside United Nations, both Mr Blinken and Mr Lavrov are having Coffee, protected by their WATCHMEN. At first, they ignore each other, but later decided to talk!
Mr Lavrov: ‘As we always said, fall of Soviet was catastrophe for our state!’
Mr Blinken: ‘Shattered Axis of Resistance, can’t secure more Mid-East date!’
Mr Lavrov: ‘But Blinken SAN! You too lost AFG; we lost SYRIA! We now equal!’
Mr Blinken: ‘Not until NATO shalt be at Border; seems more of WW prequel!’
Giving Charities, Donations, Assistance, and Help; is a doorway for PAGE 3 Stunts these days. And if the Donors have influence, then, it would surely land on PAGE 1.
One in the name of Progress; another Progressive,
Recruited, kept recruiting, sans determining Intents;
Both thought in statistics, bought brought borrowed,
Now, despite attaining it; lost, foundation to stand!
From the online puffery influencers, to, rabid critics,
Our gods narrated; never themselves wrote,
It was us transcribed, more than, they spoke;
The leaders’ political endless diktats, debates,
Alas, millennia evolved as Species who Failed;
Diseases, deaths, destruction, proselytism sailed!
‘Blinke(i)n’g eyes, on the UN’s dice,
‘Authoritarian regimes, be denied!’
Suda(m)n! Like it be ‘WHAM!’med!
Who shalt win the AI’s Grand Slam?
Shalt there be any Charter control?
First rule of law is: innocent, suspect, or accused,
Must know transcripts, carried forward, to us glued;
And as in the absence of such texts, of wise men,
Slurping emancipated thought what’s sin, who’s saint!
IF, out of our own Karma, Consciousness, & Accord!
Hypothesize! A day when Species Another is born;
Medium is our knowledge; JIVA infused, our Image,
Who says love blossoms only when young?
As it’s age later, that blossoms, love young!
An It leader, from an ‘It’alian town once rose,
Who’s heading state, being a Roman in Rome.
His two sideboards, Maga & Miga,
Locked love in Italy, Soul in Argentina;
Who wears a multi-ideologue jacket,
Rulebooks’! Oddity in Mr Milei’s pocket.