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Nora Sonneborn as Jill

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Jill (spoken):
Hi, my name is Jill. I’d like to tell you a story about some friends of mine that happened a while ago.

(sung):
There were days back in the day when we were young and wild and playing and in glamor and enchantment we all dwelled
we might have teetered on the brink but in our fun we didn’t think
much of the future, much of prudence or our health

and i loved them, they loved me, we were free, we were naive
there were oh so many things i can’t explain
but all you really need to know, is how we loved each other so
and i never thought they'd ever go away

so posthumans are a thing, we're very rare, we move between
the narratives, that is the worlds that you know
there were five of us back then, not counting William, and within
a strange dimension made of dreams we made our home

we explored and how we played with reality in ways
that were thrilling, like a drug we were enthralled
we didn’t think of caution we, care and discretion did not heed
i never thought those days would ever be so lost

sometimes i dream magazines, smiling starlets
glamour and haze how they wave from days that are now long since swept
dazzle and shine, lost lives once upon a memory
til sad old ladies alone in a dark home is all that is left

Way far out on level 5, which does strange things to your mind
in a tower alien and ancient we
built a playhouse where we played games both mind bending and strange
learned to tweek, manipulate reality

such adventures, such applause, for a moment we were gods
But youth misjudges many things, its true
Such as toll and consequence, all the wine went to our heads
And eventually all bills will become due

Sometimes i dream magazines, smiling starlets
glamour and haze how they wave from days that are now long since swept
dazzle and shine, lost lives once upon a memory
til sad old ladies alone in a dark home is all that is left

Back in the days, back in the days, lost in a memory
Time is a maze, leads you astray, so far away
Back in the days, backs in the days, lost in a memory
Memories so fine, whitewashed by your mind, back in the day

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from The Posthuman War Act 1: The Playhouse, released January 31, 2022

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Cama’s attempt to commune with higher beings failed; she only found Decadent Dottie. Together they roamed, indulging in dangerous forms of psycho-neural self-exploration which Cama hoped would present the key to her people’s further evolution. It only led to her destroying her people so that one of their pets could evolve. She sat in her former civilization's rubble and listened to Paul Shapera. ... more

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