Real Reality
So you followed,
so you believed.
Every pixel you relived
while you swallowed the feed.
Just breathe.
While your thoughts became echoes
of a memorylane replay on-screen.
A static glow turned your eye
away from the real reality.
©Samia Oldman
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CONTEXT
After the Great Optimization a privileged group of people wired themselves tightly into the system by aligning with it and fully integrating. Systoics believe they’ve perfected themselves by stripping away everything that slows them down.
ABOUT
This standalone poem is a fragment of my dystopian fantasy collection The Hush Halo, where poetry, soundscapes, and visual art converge into one unfolding tale of New Realm.
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This is just one piece of the puzzle. Feel free to learn about My Why and My How.