Titan Artifacts

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Sleepy hollow chambers

Somehow it’s

Odd mystery

Follow the

Titan’s mansion

It was epic tragedy

Suddenly,

He Has spoken

Yes, he had

spoken to me

It makes everyone

Questions/Wonders

Whom forgot to pay

Titan’s ransom

For a quarter century

Titan life/// legacy

Had slumbered

Surprise

Surprise

Grave Robbers’

Could not hardly

Believe them own

Eyes

Rattle snakes

Fail to commit

Sucide

Robbers

no longer

Could hide away

clues

From Titan’s

Grave to artifacts

Including

personal alibi

Ties them towards

All homicidal

crimes

Now,

Dead man

Dimmer switch

click

Granted

Titan’s wish

Titan finally had woken

He even have spoken

Claimed the notion

Which serpents

have stolen

All Titan’s artifacts

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Caution Tape: Constitution Is on a High Ransom

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Alright. Let me take down the caution tape for a minute.

I want to talk about the Constitution. Not the paper. The living thing. The law that’s supposed to enlist our freedoms. Provide the framework.

But I have to ask: Do we still have it? Do we still have our democracy?

Look around. Social media racially profiles us. Foreign governments tell us what we can say. How to behave. I thought we were grown adults. Raised right. We should know how to act.

But then you see the other side. The ones supposed to be leaders. Setting examples. They’re not just failing… they’re terrifying. Causing problems. Breaking the protocol. And we’re left here, like children, trying to figure it out on our own.

Cold Strife:

A Rude Awakening

The Eye Of The Storm

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Eye of the Storm" by Cold Strife is a visceral, dystopian narrative set to music. It depicts an apocalyptic assault by a force called "Cold Strife," which manifests as a literal and metaphorical winter invasion. The poem begins with an intimate, physical violation—cold bursting into a home—and expands to describe a systemic, militarized attack on entire cities, primarily targeting Black, Brown, and Latin communities. It chronicles months of terror (September through October) where streets are eerily empty, people are pinned down, families are separated, and the environment rebels. The piece blends stark imagery of ice, destruction, and sonic warfare with themes of oppression, surveillance, and resilience, ending with a grim warning to prepare for survival.