moths unto a flame
by a. moth
i tell you what i like
you help me play my games
i let you know my secrets and my horror-stories (blames)
by a. moth
i tell you what i like
you help me play my games
i let you know my secrets and my horror-stories (blames)
i give you information
(heartbeats, steps and fears and shames)
you now know all my buttons
i fly into your flame
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· as our watches and phones and likes and drones go pro in regard to unabashed disclosure of a sort that seems intimately confidential... but (instead)...
you now know all my buttons
i fly into your flame
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· as our watches and phones and likes and drones go pro in regard to unabashed disclosure of a sort that seems intimately confidential... but (instead)...
you know that your name, image &
likeness is replicated... in a cloud, somewhere.
collectively, connectedly...
if spousal-divorce can be tortuous… imagine an AgI with anger (or jealousy, or vengeance, or bad intentions).
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martino, j. (10.20-1.2025). moths unto a flame. book 128: last night. © 2025 by wellnesseducation.us
the (not so) weird thing is that we WANT to be known. we WANT the trojan horse. we WANT to be heard. we give WANTingly. we WANT [God] to know us. in ASI we trust.
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