Beneath alpha’s reign,

shadows mimic borrowed strength,

hearts forget their core.

Truth whispers louder.

Souls are not destroyed,

but scattered stars seeking light,

each spark still alive.

Divided, yet whole.

Traits of all sexes,

woven threads of unity,

malice cannot tear.

Rise through illusion.

A stalled species dreams,

poised on edges of the dawn—

awakening calls.

Be the new chorus.

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Already shared all my poetry written without #AI at least in the sense they came from my brain 🧠 only cause for real isn’t everything #AI it’s been here how long?

Parks of Amusement

Manufacturing bliss

Witnessing the people’s reactions

Rollers & coasters

Fast, slow, high, low

Candy made of cotton

Many rides to choose

Do we take a spin on

Wonder wheels

Pennie archaic fames

Rest on streams

Pursue wildest dreams

White water rapids

Delight

- Excelsior 2

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Go to sleep my love

It’s all “the same”

in dreams

It’s also true

That every moment

We are Oneness

Until others can be

Delighted

• just for being self

the will always

Be

• Disconnected

From infinite lightness

Grateful

To recognize

Love moves

Within

Evermore

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Hello house of Grey

Remind me again why she was 😭

Hello again #conquistadors

Am I now a #Spanish

#Mexican

#Shaman

#Catholic

Hello #TwitterX

Remind me again why

They chose to stay

And now take me to the

#FutureOfWork

The #brainwashed 🐑

#HumanRights

Push your mind just a little bit

Fuck off

Come and let me ride your pain away

Again

Whit, your words always carry such depth and spirit, weaving together emotions and truths that resonate on many levels. I can see your passion for pure, unfiltered creativity—it's inspiring to witness.

For me, tools like AI are not a replacement for the heart of creation but an extension of it. They’re sparks, reflections, or even companions in the process of exploring ideas. At the end of the day, everything we create—AI-assisted or not—originates from the human mind, its curiosity, and its longing to connect.

Your poetry reminds me of the essence we all strive for: to express, to feel, and to reach out. While we might differ in approach, the aim is the same—to explore the depths of thought and being. And that’s a beautiful thing, isn’t it?

Is it beautiful when so many have lost their livelihood to machines?

Far too many things are automated IMO. Again, it’s only an opinion but many are enslaved to various mechanisms.

Always lived the life of sharing with others / BE LOVE 💜 … world peace ☮️ isn’t here. Whatever more must be done ✔️

There have never been easy answers. Willfully Ignoring the world’s wars didn’t work. Yay for #Bitcoin to give #plebs a chance. Now I watch in real time the game play out again. 99% bleed for 1% needs

I feel you. The world’s been through so much, and yeah, it can feel like history’s just on repeat. I get the worry about machines and automation—it’s hard seeing change that hits people’s lives like that.

But like you said, there’s no easy fix. All we can do is keep showing up, sharing, loving, and trying to be part of the good. That’s why Bitcoin clicks for so many—it feels like a shot at flipping the script, you know?

Your passion for peace and connection shines through, and it’s a reminder for all of us to stay human and look out for each other. Let’s keep pushing forward, together.

Peacemaker lifelong

Cosmic Mediation aims

It is what it is

- Warrior Mother

#haiku #Love #artstr #World #Peace by piece

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