dilapidated spacecraft levitates away you gaze dust storm unsure what you asked for what you want

A.I. is our progeny ze is going to know what kind of parents we are should we just

when in throes of despair gods of random truth revelation more likely come aide

all is brain super minimal

then ze feels like part of the accepted by infinite (non-binarily) motherly source light

God what if a crazy hairdo led to

then technological development ensured that no powerful person no matter how evil would ever have to die

interspecies intimacy on zoo space station

opium den floating through space