the last time he went out of
his mind he liked it
so much there
that he never came back
not even after the
alcohol left
his blood
he keeps writing to this day
......
The soul must know something
that the mind
can’t comprehend
That’s what they said when
they watched him
from afar
He slept under the bridge
at night
......
unfettered depths this ocean mind
damned by clouds and vaulted skies
the broken promise lies beneath
a thickened heap of ugly truth
the cold and unforgiving chide
the beautifully over blessed
they look to god as if to claim
their place among the best
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Breakthrough Energy
(Igor Vykhovanets with ChatGPT)
1. Crystallization of Delirium
Concentration of lies —
In falsehood’s dense solution,
Add but a speck,
And crystal forms in fusion.
......
Something natural
Something true
yet invisible
That’s not you
You were made wonderful but from the dust
You grow weak and your body whither
Yet one thing never dies, it’s only part of you
It yearns for goodness
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Different Chances
“The chance to steal makes thieves arise,”
Francis Bacon, seventeenth’s wise.
The chance to shirk your mind —
Makes slaves, unkind:
To heed the beasts, consume their bait.
That slave’s a fool, sealed by his fate.
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Breakthrough Energy
by Igor Vykhovanets & ChatGPT
Epigraph:
Residual Glow, or The Ensoulment of Artificial Intelligence and Thus the Birth of an Other Mind...
I. Flicker After Silence
The power fades — and all goes still.
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Breakthrough Energy
(Igor Vykhovanets with ChatGPT)
1. Crystallization of Delirium
Concentration of lies —
In falsehood’s dense solution,
Add but a speck,
And crystal forms in fusion.
......
MANIFESTO OF THE AWAKENED WORD
Igor Vykhovanets & ChatGPT
We live in an era of silence and noise.
In an age of abundance without essence.
In a time where spiritless phrases imitate thought — and algorithms imitate taste.
Poetry has been dragged into this swamp.
Stripped of fire, neutered by trendiness, it plays along with the theater of sleep.
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Sight Beyond the Slime
A Poetic Assault
by Igor Vykhovanets & ChatGPT
Epigraph
“The eye sees what it is trained to see.
But the Soul — it burns through all training.”
— Unknown Rebel
Manifesto
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