How To Balance
I know what you mean
Oh, I remember... 8 months
How many are we today?
What do you mean?
The blue thunders crossing the oceans of plastic
I don't know.
Are you lost in fantasy or drunk?
You never know.
Look, are they cruising the sky?
If you talk about us, we duplicated.
We're clones, copies of the cat.
That doesn't sound good.
I know. A bit pathetic.
Shall we go for a swim?
Rather not,
I don't like plastic.
I've swallowed enough.
When we're together in one place...
There are too many of us.
It's a good thing we're divided.
What you say.
How to balance?
In the sky?
No the Super Power
The Monkeys took 1000,
the artists 300,
Tales 4000,
.pal 9700
We hang around with the cat, 20K
So if we look at the sky...
We are complete
I agree,
It could have been worse.
What do you mean?
The AI generated picture?
All those years of paying prizes.
...
And then there are four
or seven
For now
As long as it lasts.
You write great. I have always told you so. I like the modernity and freshness with which you write any text. No matter the genre. No matter the conjugations or poetic chaos. You can even use cats. Your clones. An old pot, translucent water and a flower. You are the soul of this platform. My respects for the excellent way you run all the sessions and that you give a space to so many artists of all kinds. That you motivate them. That you dedicate time (your time) to them.
I didn't see anywhere a referendum on potato bags.
Plastic is also an artistic way of transforming the ugly into hope.
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