Symphony Of The Digital Void #165

“Symphony Of The Digital Void – Episode 165.”

We hang today and talk about My Golden Gate Bridge walks, uploading our consciousness to a server, our mutual friend Syd, the right to end one’s life, AI Poetry, and even get Chat Gpt to write a macabre poem.

Symphony of the Digital Void

In twilight halls where shadows coil,
Grapes bleed a wine so cold,
A feast for mice in silent toil,
As tales of dread unfold.

A digital hum, a soulless cry,
Fills the air with sin,
While ghostly hands, both frail and sly,
Draw forth a mournful violin.

The strings they wail, the notes decay,
In time’s relentless hand,
And all the world in disarray
Falls to a cursed land.

Hopefully you are inspired to live a long life by this episode

So hang on tight… and enjoy the ride.

#mopedoutlaws #enjoy #poetry

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