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Prison

 

There was night over the city. It was always night on this planet. He came on this planet when the earth got destroyed, the sun wane down so it was always dark. Electricity was made from the center of the planet, hot lava heated water, and steam rolled turbines, and that was about it. Only so little energy could be made. Lava was used to melt ice to get water. Cupoles, everythinng was under cupoles. There were a lot of them. He was walking on the path, only dim light around, went to his cube. He will wake up in the morning and go to the it like everyone else. It was just it. It wasnt even human. It was in every coupole and a lot of energy was dirceted to the it. Then just stare at it and go to work. His work was not important. He was old. There were young people comming froom the breed factory but they all seemed a bit of. Like they were starved from oxygen when young. Teach them one job and they will do it. Everything was controled from the big cupole. Entrence forbiden to everyone else. What was going on in there. You could speculate, but everyone who did dissapeared. And with time you learn to keep your mouth shout, and all the newborns, well, they didn't need to speculate. Didin't have to. They were happy with what they had. A job, a piblic kitchen, and a cube. In the morning he waked up. Wath the it, went to work.

Hipnotic web of noise,

and picture frames,

moving slowly,

towards an end,

along comes the suit,

green for silence,

mark my word,

dog food is served.

Oh Gods,

entertain us,

you are old and wise,

by religion monetize.

There was night over the city. It was always night on this planet. He came on this planet when the earth got destroyed, the sun wane down so it was always dark. Electricity was made from the center of the planet, hot lava heated water, and steam rolled turbines, and that was about it. Only so little energy could be made. Lava was used to melt ice to get water. Cupoles, everythinng was under cupoles. There were a lot of them. He was walking on the path, only dim light around, went to his cube. He will wake up in the morning and go to the it like everyone else. It was just it. It wasnt even human. It was in every coupole and a lot of energy was dirceted to the it. Then just stare at it and go to work. His work was not important. He was old. There were young people comming froom the breed factory but they all seemed a bit of. Like they were starved from oxygen when young. Teach them one job and they will do it. Everything was controled from the big cupole. Entrence forbiden to everyone else. What was going on in there. You could speculate, but everyone who did dissapeared. And with time you learn to keep your mouth shout, and all the newborns, well, they didn't need to speculate. Didin't have to. They were happy with what they had. A job, a piblic kitchen, and a cube. In the morning he waked up. Wath the it, want to work.

In the zombieland,

zombies creep,

piece of meet,

they seek to eat,

no hope here,

left.

Be aware,

my old friend,

for now you are,

In Zombieland.

There was night over the city. It was always night on this planet. He came on this planet when the earth got destroyed, the sun wane down so it was always dark. Electricity was made from the center of the planet, hot lava heated water, and steam rolled turbines, and that was about it. Only so little energy could be made. Lava was used to melt ice to get water. Cupoles, everything was under cupoles. There were a lot of them. He was walking on the path, only dim light around, went to his cube. He will wake up in the morning and go to the it like everyone else. It was just it. It wasn't even human. It was in every coupole and a lot of energy was directed to the it. Then just stare at it and go to work. His work was not important. He was old. There were young people coming from the breed factory but they all seemed a bit of. Like they were starved from oxygen when young. Teach them one job and they will do it. Everything was controlled from the big cupole. Entrance forbidden to everyone else. What was going on in there. You could speculate, but everyone who did disappeared. And with time you learn to keep your mouth shout, and all the newborns, well, they didn't need to speculate. Didn't have to. They were happy with what they had. A job, a public kitchen, and a cube. In the morning he waked up. Watch the it, went to work.