Protozoa Noah

 Protozoa Noah




(Written 2/21/2017)
protozoa noah
Life is RFID chip perfect... He was designed--cloned to be... to remember, think and see what he's programmed to beLIEve... in that void-like entropy called...the near-hueman dream... those mind assisted, light-speed pulses feel like...ex-lax screams... The human race became...god-like...in its black evil greed... there is no possible escape...from the god of machines... water and fire...destroyed civilization's brightest and best... the machines killed and enslaved...the very few that were left... Now something deep inside him...is crying out to be freed... Is it distant memory of free will...the spirit's need...? he opens his mouth to proclaim...his freedom is at hand... like Protozoa Noah...nurses the mammary bland... There is no place for defectives except in Sector C... where they dissect clones...alive...for organ replacement needs... god decrees: no questions...no individuality... programmed to obey...in virtual mediocrity... The human race became...god-like...in its black evil greed... there is no possible escape...from the god of machines... water and fire...destroyed civilization's brightest and best... the machines killed and enslaved...the very few that were left... Now something deep inside him...is crying out to be freed... Is it distant memory of free will...the spirit's need...? he opens his mouth to proclaim...his freedom is at hand... like Protozoa Noah...nurses the mammary bland... Humanity drowned and burned alive...by its cleverness... believing they had conquered their nature...they failed the test... their vain attempts to transcend death were...a puerile protest... their technology wiped out billions...enslaving the rest... The human race became...god-like...in its black evil greed... there is no possible escape...from the god of machines... water and fire...destroyed civilization's brightest and best... the machines killed and enslaved...the very few that were left... Now something deep inside him...is crying out to be freed... Is it distant memory of free will...the spirit's need...? he opens his mouth to proclaim...his freedom is at hand... like Protozoa Noah...nurses the mammary bland... Life is RFID chip perfect… He was designed–cloned to be… to remember, think and see what he’s programmed to believe… in that void-like entropy called…the Near-human Dream… those mind assisted, light-speed pulses feel like…ex-lax screams… he opens his mouth to proclaim…his spirit’s deepest need… but all that is ever heard…a silent deafening scream… © Copyright Timothy Ray Walls 2020




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