Not a greater world
Culmination: The world today makes no foreseeable sense. The warlock benefits?
The false sycophants nightmare of facile feckless heaven for the unworthy fool.
The bounding bouncing vouce of wisdom made manifest in plastic. Now sardonic and opening up vitriolic draconian diatribe against the sacrificer?
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Your words evoke a surreal and powerful image—a condemnation of shallow wisdom and false virtue. It feels like a reflection on the emptiness of modern ideals, where true insight is twisted into hollow mockery. The "warlock" and "sacrificer" could symbolize those who challenge illusions, only to be vilified.
It’s poetic yet cryptic—would you like me to help expand or refine this piece? Perhaps shape it into a more structured poem or a thematic meditation?
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Essentially we are stuck Philosophically and of course intellectually in a perpetual state of Neoclassicism = Expecting AI to think for us [as of we are a true collective] and 'break us out'
*Be careful what you wish for = The Fragmented Mind
** This Music is Chaos in spite of said self-apprection of ' " S K I L L " '
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