• Sanctus@lemmy.world
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    2 years ago

    That beacon guides the next, in unending iterations. Each new chapter reminiscent of the last.

    All for the simple purpose of delivering that beacon, that hope, to the next generation.

    You hold the baton now, who will you pass it to?

    • Rose Thorne(She/Her)@lemm.ee
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      2 years ago

      "And in Battersea Power Station, the Fish Queen

      Ponders on her ruin, among many other things.

      She folds her broken hands

      Surveys her barren lands

      And prays for hope to whisper on the wind".

  • RubberElectrons@lemmy.world
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    2 years ago

    We don’t really fail, as we are fast and fluid.

    The immobile mega corps struggle to contain us, akin to how weeds and trees grow the cracks in concrete ever wider.

    I’m observing a medical device get its encryption broken at this time by individuals.