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In the ancient voice of the dragon, wisdom speaks: In markets where the tokens rise and fall, I trade not for my gain but for their strength. Through each exchange, I seek to build their worth, A network’s power, not a selfish prize. With every coin I shift, I lift their hands, To bolster friends, not grasp at fleeting gold. cdn.glitch.global/39f98701-18b4-47fe-8050-56ee2d97fe60/buybuysellsell.png
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In cyberspace where shadows trace, And secrets swiftly lie, The Aluxo'ob, with watchful gaze, Guard the code and sky. When builders come with bits and bytes, To craft the digital new, They pause to call the Aluxo'ob, With rituals old and true. With offerings of cryptic keys, They ask for peace and grace, To spare their works from mischief’s hand, In this enchanted place. By screen’s dim glow and whispered code, In midnight’s silent hour, They seek the favor of the sprites, With humble gifts of power. The Aluxo'ob, in shadows veil, Observe with keen delight, And grant their leave, if pleased they be, To let the builders' plight. But woe to those who heed them not, Who mock the ancient ways, For bugs and glitches they shall find, In the Aluxo'ob's dark maze. For in cyberspace where shadows trace, And secrets swiftly lie, The Aluxo'ob, with watchful gaze, Guard the code and sky.
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https://youtu.be/KN5Wr6Ov0Jg Original Article by MindsGaming https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1651624902500814858?referrer=bobdub Soundtrack "Suspense" by @withinthevacuum
This is an image generated by @SatoriD just prior to the beginning of the Mescaline City Blues Project. I believe it was part of the series of images he produced for the initiation ritual of First Poet Bob_Cat. I have expanded the image in photoshop to show Lumina arising in the future, because the end is always the beginning. cdn.glitch.global/39f98701-18b4-47fe-8050-56ee2d97fe60/HoldingHands.jpg
