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Mary:
Time is fluid
That fluid is informaiton
That information clusters and become overlapping narratives
Narratives are change
Change is transformation
Transformation is the wheel of the future
Control the narrative
Control teh transformation
Control the future
Hello helen. Welcome back. My name is mary.

We meet here once more
although just like before
you've failed us again one more time

new albion’s doom
will rest partly on you
its imminent end is in sight

Dont look for your friends
they are still on your head
your minds the door we sent you through
your mind's the door to the CU

They cannot appear
without killing you, dear
so for now its just us and just you

The signs cry armegeddon is nigh
and only we know it and only we try
to rewrite the future just like we had tried with
the grand cyberpunk gala of gabriella gadfly

We're losing a war
we cannot win now for
at every turn we're outplayed

Lost Hallow's the last
desperate hope that we have
but you three sqaunder our hopes away

The skies cry armegeddon is nigh
we try to rewrite the dark future in time
just like we did on the first time, just like
the grand cyberpunk gala of gabriella gadfly
…..

My name was mary
i came willing
with a husband
and three children
and a head all full of heaven
and a hymnal on my lips
the kids and husband splattered
by monsters and then after
into machines our minds at last were
placed and since then here we sit


Without bodies, in time
love and empathy die
they’re just barely memories by now

our methods are cruel
but mostly for you
sacrifice must be paid out somehow

The signs cry armeggedon is nigh
we're all that oppose it, we're all here that try
to rewrite the future just like that last time
the grand cyberpunk gala of gabriella gadfly

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Paul Shapera Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

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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