Vitamin REM
The algorithm marked a deviation, an interruption, in a rest cycle. Nothing serious, just a protocol glitch, easy to fix. You took REM sleep like a vitamin, to reset your brain, to realign neural links, to flush out funny feelings. Making magic with vitamin REM, securing and storing most of them, selectively, of course, the useful memories only.
©Samia Oldman
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CONTEXT
After the Great Optimisation 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.
I AM SAMIA 👋
This is just one piece of the puzzle. Feel free to learn about My Why and My How. All ‘Making of’ posts can be found at My Headspace.
