Thelian Dream
Choreography of a man who never planned to stay— a dream built to break on impact. A prophecy, a rehearsed reality, injected with a fantasy of limitless growth. To young this future was sold with bullshit so bold, made by the old, it could never hold. Cashing out before the crash, leaving believers clutching their stash of dissolved promises, in the wake of collapse. Despite the stealing, we keep dreaming— this Thelian dream.
©Samia Oldman
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CONTEXT
You are reading dystopian fantasy poetry collection the Hush Halo. 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.
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All I know is this... I'm buying the book when it's available for purchase.
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Sam, are you signing this too? love the words and the voice makes me melt...