Verlorene Welt… – Page 106 – verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.

We are not the …

We are not the masks we wear.

But if we don them, do we not become them?
– Keops D’ao Tsumai, “Fortunes” CY 9683

Life? Life’s pretty much a

knife-fight in a dirt-floored bar:

And if they get you down,

you best get back up.
– GUNNERY SERGEANT HYWELL CY’RABIA, C.Y. 4681

Worlds governed by artificial intelligence

often learned a hard lesson: Logic Doesn’t Care.
– YIN-MAN WEI, “This Present Darkness: A History of the Interregnum”, CY 11956

“Requested: One Mark V ECM unit, 1000 km of

Fullerene cable, one low-yield nuclear warhead.”

“Purpose: Surprise party for foreign dignitary.”
– Argosy Special Operations requisition form, C.Y. 9512

With their minuscule families, humans are often

forced to rely on a “state” or a “nation” for support.

They might as well dig their hives in sand.
– Fragment of a Than-thre-kull anthropology text, approx CY 7956

To a god, a wall is but a line on the

page. We are all naked, seen beyond seeing.
– WAYFINDER HASTURI a.k.a. The Mad Perseid, 217 AFC

Absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Which is a problem.
If you’re powerless.
[“Manifesto” CY 8433]
– Drago Museveni

Here is the price of freedom:

Your every drop of courage,

ounce of pain, pint of blood.

Paid in advance.
– Sebastian Lee, “The Rising Tide” AFC 271

Spiral, spin, ride the whirlwind.

Knowing when the drumming stops,

There’ll be no second dance.
– Ulatempa Poetess, “Rhythms” CY 9825

You can’t outrun Death forever.

But you can make the Bastard work for it.
– MAJOR KORGO KORGAR, “Last of The Lancers” — AFC 32

I trust fast poison

The stars to wink out

And you, my love–and you.
– Lyric from “The Void,” by Minstrel d’Becevex CY 9905

Blink and it’s gone.

A moment, a breath,

A Dance of the Mayflies.

Just enough…For a Lifetime.
– ULATEMPA POETESS, “Rhythms” CY 9825