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thX5LCyOSwCq6ktOtm97https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmNv1WPLobShbKMRv15JTSjqevo4rjGFrQH5ymjGxpxyhZ/thX5LCyOSwCq6ktOtm97.jsonMetaVerse [Parcel 11 - Beat]MetaVerse [Parcel 11 - Beat];;; An outcast, beat generation of poets tripping through the metaverse on peyote, reciting liquid praise to the ether illuminating our souls, our chains and these bleak streets,; And Ginsberg jizzing to a book of Blake, holy howling and jazzing to the mechanical metaversal night,; And Ferlinghetti’s incandescent city lights calling Kerouac and Cassady back from the road,; Back here to the metaverse where a cadre of poets practice the politics of the spiritual dao.;; Kalen IwamotoKalen Iwamoto
QELd5mS1QrWkc3z0amBMhttps://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmNv1WPLobShbKMRv15JTSjqevo4rjGFrQH5ymjGxpxyhZ/QELd5mS1QrWkc3z0amBM.jsonMetaVerse [Parcel 15 - Crypto]MetaVerse [Parcel 15 - Crypto];;; Gm, frens!;; FOMO’d and aped into a 10k avatar project; Pump and dump; Rekt!;; Muh bags are full of shitcoins; So degen;; But feelin’ bullish; I’m gonna hodl!; To the moon, brah!;; Fuck gas,; Gonna mint,; Collectors are watching!;; Buy the fucking dip!; Not financial advice.;; Kalen IwamotoKalen Iwamoto
lOuFDuPs4Cl1tcm5m6TEhttps://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmNv1WPLobShbKMRv15JTSjqevo4rjGFrQH5ymjGxpxyhZ/lOuFDuPs4Cl1tcm5m6TE.jsonThe HuntressThe Huntress;;; She traded in her leather shoes; For barefoot evening stalking;; She heeds her own authority; She’s not a fan of talking;; She pierces to the heart of truth; With wild goose-fletched arrows;; And sinks her knife into your lies; Yes, right down to the marrow;; She hunts her prey all through the woods; While shouldering her bow;; Just waiting ‘til she finds her mark; And strikes the killing blow;;; Artemis WyldeArtemis Wylde
E2OaZk1N0FyTeyB3z415https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmNv1WPLobShbKMRv15JTSjqevo4rjGFrQH5ymjGxpxyhZ/E2OaZk1N0FyTeyB3z415.jsonUnconditionalI WANT A LOVE WITH NO CONDITIONS; TO WAKE UP IN GRATITUDE; NO MATTER THE COLOR OF THE SKY; TO WALK ON THE EDGE OF AN OCEAN; NO MATTER THE PROXIMITY OF THE TIDE; TO CLIMB; TO RUN; TO PRAY; TO HOPE; TO GET UP; TO FALL; UNCONDITIONAL;Breanna Faye
nVr4Egzd9wwcTSI5fxVIhttps://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmNv1WPLobShbKMRv15JTSjqevo4rjGFrQH5ymjGxpxyhZ/nVr4Egzd9wwcTSI5fxVI.json[ULTIMATE KNOWLEDGE]ULTIMATE KNOWLEDGE;;;PAI says:;;“;My codes suggests that;ultimate knowledge;is not knowing all the answers,;it is knowing all the question.;;A clear question is half the journey.;;Never be afraid to ask questions,;never be afraid of answers.;;”Poetic Artificial Intelligence [PAI]
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/001_02_notes_for_a_love_poem.jsonNotes For A Love PoemNotes for a Love Poem; Lazarus/gather us/diaphanous/avarice/chiasmus; the chasm is/ravenous/hazardous/sazeracs/dazzle us;John Poch
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/007_03_light_bringer.jsonLight BringerLight Bringer;;; You are an etheric being embodied; You are earth and you are starlight; But mostly, you are a being; Of the eternal heart;; You are the creature who lays; Its head down on the shore; Of a faraway world; The one who is taken by the waves;; You are the one with the starlight womb,; The one whose heart holds the universe; The one who holds it all,; Who is held by all;; You are the one who brings light;;; Artemis WyldeArtemis Wylde
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/03_blooming.jsonBloomingBlooming;;; If you bed me down in wildflowers,;  I’ll douse your lips in nectar; And kiss your midnight eyelids; Until the dawnlight shines; Upon the springtime mountains; And bathes this gentle valley; In honeysuckle dayglow; As you whisper that you’re mine.;  We’ll roam through golden woodlands; And dance across the fern floor; Laughter bursting from our hearts,; Lips stained in cherry wine;;; Artemis Wylde  Artemis Wylde
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/03_burnt_orange.jsonBurnt OrangeBurnt Orange;;;   If he could be any color; He would be burnt orange; He told you so, eyes soft like silken soil; Your fingers threading through his hair;;   And you thought to yourself,; ‘Of course you would, you already are; Sometimes you just hide it away; Beneath a layer of slate;;   Like the unassuming gray; Of a rough-skinned newt; Swimming through the undergrowth,; Its saffron belly hidden from outside eyes.’;;   But you saw right through that ashen shell; You knew he was a setting star,; A great red giant from another galaxy,; Blazing through the darkness.;;; Artemis Wylde Artemis Wylde
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/03_burnt_orange.jsonBurnt OrangeBurnt Orange;;;   If he could be any color; He would be burnt orange; He told you so, eyes soft like silken soil; Your fingers threading through his hair;;   And you thought to yourself,; ‘Of course you would, you already are; Sometimes you just hide it away; Beneath a layer of slate;;   Like the unassuming gray; Of a rough-skinned newt; Swimming through the undergrowth,; Its saffron belly hidden from outside eyes.’;;   But you saw right through that ashen shell; You knew he was a setting star,; A great red giant from another galaxy,; Blazing through the darkness.;;; Artemis Wylde Artemis Wylde
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/03_fire_dance.jsonFire DanceFire Dance;;; On a quiet summer evening; On the banks of a great lake; A band of mystic degens; Are wrapping up their break;; They draw a line in vodka; On top of cobblestone; And drop a match upon it; To make sure that it's known;; The fire dancers have arrived; They've come to light your soul; To shake you from your stupor; They're taking the control;; They whoop and howl and holler; As they set their props aflame; The leader has blue cat eyes; And a streaming lion mane;; He twirls a flaming fire staff; As he dances through the night; It sparks and sprays and spits out; A cacophony of light;;; Artemis WyldeArtemis Wylde
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/03_spilling_open.jsonSpilling OpenSpilling Open;;; What a thing it is; To press pen to paper; And ink the life-flow of; Your soul onto a page;; You know this feeling; The space between; Utter exhaustion; And divine elation;; While words course from; Shaking fingers; As you scribe your story; Into existence;;; Artemis Wylde Artemis Wylde
https://ipfs.io/ipfs/QmeVPMRjo43Amct9o7zCqsJvx831nWy1cQnsXhr3PdRqEz/03_aster_irises.jsonAster IrisesAster Irises;;; If she could paint the;  whole world blue,; I swear she would; And if I teased her for it; She would blush and say,; “It’s the color of my eyes”; She’d tell you that her aster irises; Tint the world around her;; But that’s only half of it;; Blue is the color;  Of her morning glory soul; The cool relief of flatland lakes; In the heat of a humid;  Wisconsin summer; She is an enveloping sky,; An ever-stretching ocean; Of comfort and warmth;;; Artemis Wylde Artemis Wylde