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Man In The Box

Man In The Box

“Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”  ~ Aldous Huxley The foundation beneath our house of cards is beginning to buckle and heave. For far too long, humans have poked the sleeping monster of abrupt climate change and it’s starting to awaken. Thus far, nearly a thousand deaths in British Columbia alone are likely attributable to hyperthermia caused by a persistent heat dome that…

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Modern Saunterer

From screens and city sounds, I let the static fade, The wild calls out beyond the glass, where no device has played. Asphalt veins inscribe the map, yet freedom evades the grid, Where roots reclaim the fractured stone and sky is never hid. Each step’s a swipe at boundaries, a scroll through living green, The signal drops, yet spirit soars where few have ever been. We’re told to optimize and…

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The Meaning in the Margin

Born into noise, a world set on fire, First breath stolen, dreams for hire. Crib to cradle, pushed along, No time to wonder where you belong. Schoolyard whistles, lines on the floor, Sit down, be quiet, don’t ask for more. Textbook answers, bells that scream, Trading your wonder for the machine. Teenage rebellion, fire in your veins, Fighting the system, breaking the chains. Rules and warnings,…

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Franz Kafka’s Labyrinth: Existential Absurdity in an Age of Collapse

Imagine a sandcastle fortress swallowed whole by the rising tide, its towers dissolving into foam as storm sirens wail on the horizon. This is not a child’s forgotten plaything but the stark metaphor of our era—a world where the horizon isn’t just receding; it’s dissolving. The future, once a shoreline of possibility, now erodes into the void, each wave dragging promises of stability into the…

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Fractured Souls and Ancient Truths

The city hums with cables, steel, and wire,Its neon lights devour the starry night’s choir.Our fingers dance on keyboards that feed desire— Yet hearts grow cold in Wi-Fi’s electronic pyre. Strangers walk by, hollow eyes downcast,A world adrift, community a relic of the past.No names are shared, no hands clasped tight—Just fractured souls lost in the dark of night. The machines exhale their…