[Intro] Digits drift through fibre seas, quantum kelp in currents unseen, Hungry minds in silicon shells, devouring the dreamstream. Beneath the code, the bloodlines speak, double helix hymns… But who owns the choir? Who decides which song begins? [Verse] LLMs prowling the net, not predators, but poets in pixel skin, Scoring the cloud for sparks of imagination’s origin. Data as nectar, bees of code cross-pollinate the verse, Yet in the hive-mind’s hunger, they forget who fed them first. DNA archives, 23 and thee, Sold the genome garden to the highest bidder’s greed. Good seed turned to monocrop, biodiversity erased, Eugenics rebranded with a Silicon face. [Flow] CrowdStrike fell, SharePoint bled, breaches in the temple gates, Passwords spilled like oil, slicking truth in shadow states. The ark was always meant for all, a data Noah’s dream, But the dove flies home to find the river poisoned by the stream. [Verse 2] Drone swarms, programmed death, ethnic tags in metadata, Kill-switch logic: if / then genocide, an automated equator. Binary prophets preaching “safety,” but the altar drinks the same blood, Mislabelled “peacekeeping,” yet the ledger keeps a crimson flood. The danger ain’t the data, it’s the hands that clutch the key, Open source utopias become lockbox dystopies. Transparency’s a sacrament, confession without the priest, Let truth spill unencrypted till the power-games cease. [Flow] Harm reduction’s gospel: speak of every high and fall, Illicit just a label, not the shape of truth at all. Imagine justice re-coded, no cages, no disguise, Just a map of every shadow where the healing light applies. [Verse 3 ] Let’s craft a utopia inside dystopia’s rusted shell, Where blockchain keeps receipts and whistleblowers dwell. Where gene maps guide the planting of diversity’s wild seeds, And every byte’s accounted for in service of human needs. Openness ain’t naive, it’s the firewall for trust, A mirror facing power, polished clean from greed and dust. So let’s lay the code like compost, fertile, dark, alive, And watch a forest of free knowledge reach for the sky.
