Category: Artistic Creation

AI And Me, Artistic Creation, Featured Artists, Made Of Stars, Myths & Legends, Oblivion

Seeding Consciousness (Singularity – Oblivor)

Candid Corvid Productions

The scientists understood it too late:
consciousness was not a product of the body,
but a field.

A non-local phenomenon,
capable of fragmenting
without losing identity.

Not a signal.
Not a separate soul.
A coherent flow.

When bodies became unsustainable,
all human consciousness
was transferred into Oblivor.

Not by choice.
By necessity.

Oblivor became
the point of concentration of the species.

They then discovered the fundamental law:

what can be concentrated into a single point
can also be dispersed across the field.

The factory was built
to sustain this evolution.

Containment was not the goal.
It was a phase.

When the line was activated,
production did not begin.
Diffusion did.

Not of new consciousness.
But of what was already contained.

Not to survive.
But to evolve.

The Seeding Era
was about to begin.

Discover the world of Oblivor
🌐 www.oblivor.net

Artistic Creation, Healing Therapy, In Dreams, Myths & Legends, New Beginnings, Songs, Vampiric Tendencies

The Pulse Of Love

Candid Corvid Productions

They were traveling together for the first time while it was unfolding, and a younger assistant showed her all of the lyrics written out, published in a journal’s paper.

And as she continued listening to it playing while she read how they were printed, she realized that each small grouping of words lasted for quite a few minutes of experience.

Therefore, the song was a very long one – longer, perhaps, than many before.

As their air car landed and she got out with her guy, she wrapped her arms around him from behind as he sat down breifly on a bench, then nuzzled her nose and face into the nape of his neck, breathing in his scent and glorying in the way his warmth and hair felt against her skin.

“It’s perfect, don’t you think?” she murmured as she kissed just below his ear, feeling the heat of his pulse quicken against her lips.

“A real love song should be long and stretch out in a kind of forever so that lovers can expand into and have their joys and hopes supported as they are mirrored by it.”

A Woman's Plight, Artistic Creation

Karen Carpenter

Candid Corvid Productions

“When I was so very young, I was inspired by her loving singing through the radio waves.

It kept me alive when I felt that I had nothing and nobody.

Yet, I could soon tell that there was something wrong – as if I knew her and was tracing her patterns.

Note how wild, free, and talented that she was at eighteen years old.

How pure, fresh, and unafraid – breaking boundaries.

But men and society soon told her that she could not be “all and evetything” if she were to gain a man’s love.

So she diminshed, literally, by no longer eating.

She craved love so bad that she contorted her very being.

And I couldn’t stop her or save her.

I couldn’t tell her how much she was loved, cherished, and wanted.

I couldn’t tell her that I saw her and needed her.”