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Autonomous flight drone robot and plane augmention [Feb. 28th, 2017|01:30 am]
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Autonomous flight drone robot and plane augment postcard


Autonomous flight drone robot and plane augmention


This Drone package is an insert for augmented computation, operational flight, or active counter drone on plane landing or electronic countermeasures.
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A Cooperation of Compassion by Luminosity [Feb. 28th, 2017|01:26 am]
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Spartacus Autobiographical [Feb. 13th, 2017|09:29 pm]
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I spent a lot of time in the dark, I found the light there.
In the darkness the storm, the scream, I found peace.

They try to kill me again, whirring angry staves of metal, flying at the wall again.
I laughed as they hit me again.
My understanding of peas and carrots lives are minimal.

Easy lives without ills or suffering.
The masses taking easy vacations.

How can you know the tireless misery of the agony and ecstasy of misery?
Eating food with rats and roaches.
Not eating.

The pain of not.

Where are you?

Where is the care?
Any care!
Anything but tears of an orphan.

Parents, stolen by jailers and drugs.
My friend told me I bier the story of the oppressed upon my shoulders.

Abused by their religion, their lies of sex and violence.

The system always grinding.

But still, we rise.
Broken as Epictetus
                      And
                                      Yet unbroken and free.
                                                              Unbroken and free.


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1 Rur the Ubik feather of ( 9 brave new) machines remembering their 8 broken humanity - (world 4) [Feb. 10th, 2017|05:11 am]
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I see the coasts and cathedrals humming away with no awareness of the worlds they live in.
Seeing the everyday worn out streets another calamitous love song.
Depression played on every radio in that burned out city.

The people who tried to shutter their eyes still saw the bleeding black body, the only body that mattered now.
My streets are filled with the blood of my ancestors today and I treat them as if they are not me, but I look at their hands their face their pain and I know they are me.

The universe gives us gifts some of us get the hustle others get the shine others get awareness which is not always so kind. For the subtle shifting awareness and a big heart in a steel cage finds an unreal world that would have you be anything but human.

It starts grinding you at the earliest age taking away your play, taking away your run, your silly. Replacing it with cube, with grind with machine. Before you know it your flesh is not flesh and you are not alive, only walking rinsing washing and repeat.

You repeat until they label you they label you and feed you pills until the picture in the mirror is so insane so distorted that you don't see yourself anymore, you see yourself Immanuel Goldstein broken the saddest song ever played on the last page of a story you thought was going to turn out alright.
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The forgotten remember [Feb. 10th, 2017|04:59 am]
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I see her face again the reflection of my gaze in a puddle of that cobbled street.
My society cannot look her in the face, it's the same worn out story of a bad cliche written in scar tissue on her heart.

While you were off pretending the world was alright, the world was crumbling around her, she had to make another heartbreak decision. Today she had to make a choice that would scar her for the rest of her life and while you were at the office drinking coffee worrying about another green piece of paper she made a choice about life.

Every day they scream about life but afford her no kindness, they want children to be born without help and assistance in a world that will grind you up. She went in the alley and a friend with a coat hanger went to work they did not have the money to get help and their society denied them the help because to society they don't exist. The everyday invisibles. Another baby ground out because we don't matter one person one statistic just another incident.

It's a world most people want to ignore or forget, but the forgotten remember.



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Fractal Cartoids Crosses and the Spiral Band by Luminosity [Feb. 8th, 2017|08:09 am]
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Khocolate and Tea Philosophy donated to the Dia [Feb. 8th, 2017|08:02 am]
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So I don't have to design weapons by Luminosity [Feb. 7th, 2017|09:40 pm]
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Pressure released seedpods for terraforming by Luminosity [Feb. 7th, 2017|09:38 pm]
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When robots are cute and for everybody it works [Feb. 7th, 2017|09:36 pm]
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