Blossom Matrix
#scififorgeeks
Science Fiction
The island stands alone in a beautiful, dutiful ritual, craving its silence in secret, as if to prove a legend of creature.
It's theJungle that won't allow a nicety between what is wild and what is entity-on-farm.
No. It is not theJungle that generates expectations of consumption (eating?)--it was never meant to be self-fulfilling when theHumans, or any other creature for that matter, got a glimpse inside.
They have become a society of norms-of-the-new, such as Polish angels and guardian bagels, high velocity security in activities of the state-run, and yes, additive addictions to meat (like oboe, the taste was long acquired, right?).
It's no matter. History birthright datapop tells of Fiji and Aztec urban legend, (or, old country wives tale?). Can a whole society grow that kind of lust? Really?
Is there hoping the future will brighten itself?
