"The restless spirits long to guide..."

Paradise Forgotten

Context: Capital keeps pumping money into artificial intelligence tech. Companies, whose figure heads talk up the capabilities of their models, all the while stagflation looms.

Data centres become sigils,
Metadata forms life's rituals,
Ideas from copyright file shares,
Progress that makes dreams disappear,
The uncaring scale and mass,
Erasing all customs and past,
For killing tools that function better,
What does man's strife even matter?

With Paradise Forgotten,
Few can see from here heaven,

Art's made prose, only the prompt knows,
DNA's still code, nukes explode,
Jews walked long before poet notes,
Exactly as the priest class wrote,
Cheered belittling of human feats,
GPUs do it on repeat,
Friend or company with filled needs,
The soul of the chaff become freed,

With Paradise Forgotten,
It's harder to find redemption,

Land reclaimed and water wasted,
For target identification hasted,
Of the game we now get bored,
With little doubt of final scores,
Reflections of laws of heaven,
or masonic, blind man's vision,
The universal wolf mauled,
It eats itself in woods it rules,

With Paradise Forgotten
The earth's realm's grown rotten,

June 06, 2026