Capax Universi

Minds of science devoted to progress, defy society's wildest dreams. A thought process the masses can not apply... an ability to test mechanic and electric components mentally ... blueprints and schematics to unearthly devices drafted in the minds eye. Cast aside by the rational, these madmen are beyond their time. The greed of men has halted the evolution of thought. Grand ideas ridiculed, will soon become common knowledge... Free energy for all, a power harnessed from earths natural frequencies this theory sent one madman to his final spiral into mania. Scorned by the scientific community into solitude. now in a time of atonement for the misuse of our natural resources these blueprints are called upon, but the mind that wields them is long gone.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

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(the)Waves of intellect implanted within our feeble minded species, lead us towards civilization. 'We looked to the skies.... Longing for an explanation of cognizant creation. Mis-interpreted relics from forgotten societies induce mass confusion and a search for meaning. A rare celestial alignment brings technological advances beyond the comprehension of the masses. Beneath earths surface, an underground world of secret agencies decode the genome chain. A genetic deformity, with an unknown variable. Are we simply an experiment, Observed in every aspect? A minuscule pawn in the game of cosmic speculation, Waiting for the day of experimental fruition... Are we simply an experiment? Or has this spinning ball of cosmic dust created all that we have come to know, unaided by the extraterrestrial? These answers will be revealed... All in good time

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Without a sense of what this outside world holds, this creature knows nothing of the injustices or sociological disgust that plagues this planet. yet this is a sentient being it is not ignorant to it's existance. all the miniscule creatures even the worms live lives possibly better than ours, a naturalistic way of life. Ah, to be a worm... reliance not on technologies or social status but on life. survival is your sole purpose when you slither in the dirt. how grand it would be a life without ecinomic nessessity or religious ideology... that is until you are eaten by a crow.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

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