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    Creation Is Crucifixion - Antenna Builder Aka Engineer An Inverse Cellular Network

  2. 2

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Bottom Feeders [An Anthem For The Luddites]

  3. 3

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Burn The Churches [A Manifesto]

  4. 4

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Child Autonomous AKA Shit On Your Providers

  5. 5

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Confessions Of A Soothsayer

  6. 6

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Descent From Heaven

  7. 7

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Dethrone Or Devour ("While There Is A Soul In Prison I Am Not Free")

  8. 8

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Emergence (Through The Cables)

  9. 9

    Creation Is Crucifixion - GameBoy AKA This Is Where Technology And Anarchy Fuck

  10. 10

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Gutter Tech

  11. 11

    Creation Is Crucifixion - I'll Sleep Under The Ground

  12. 12

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Modeling The Fossile Evidence (There's Glory In Subversion)

  13. 13

    Creation Is Crucifixion - On Which It Fed

  14. 14

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Perceptions Of A Binary Meta-Psyche

  15. 15

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Predator-Prey

  16. 16

    Creation Is Crucifixion - Running With The Hunted

  17. 17

    Creation Is Crucifixion - School Steals The Capacity For Autonomous Action AKA Micro-Consuming Machine

  18. 18

    Creation Is Crucifixion - The Cyborg Handbook

  19. 19

    Creation Is Crucifixion - The Data Body

  20. 20

    Creation Is Crucifixion - The Iconography Of John Henry

  21. 21

    Creation Is Crucifixion - The Master's Tools Will Never Dismantle The Master

  22. 22

    Creation Is Crucifixion - The Perfection Of Suicide Is In Its' Ambiguity

Dethrone Or Devour ("While There Is A Soul In Prison I Am Not Free")

Creation Is Crucifixion

I surrender to childhood insecurities clawing at walls of fire setting myself aflame from my forgotten youth
Navigating turbulent waters stifled by loss what was once is no more crawling through the rubble screaming towards the old sent to die as a number killing without control lost in the wall lost in the fire scribble becomes flame crayons become weapons tools once toys a soldier is born of the fire necessity constrains a war with youth forgotten childhood crawling through the rubble screaming towards the old sent to die as a number killing without control for so long i have sat alone feeding on my own kind being my own god being my own devil i was more than a child but less than a human i fed myself i taught myself but it was all a dream as i've destroyed myself

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