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Accountancy

by Lunarscathe

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1.
The Equation 03:53
Aislande, aislande, aislande, aislande Humans search for balance Infinite events shaping their lives The incantation is woven Aislande, aislande, aislande – the equation holds Bring your sorrows and pleasures Drink of cosmic good and evil Toss your entropic coins, into the fountain Put your fingers on the scales Pour the sands in alien shapes Still it stands a monolith, an eternal beacon Solving arcane puzzles The allure of the constrained numbers, beauty in patterns Despite incalculable quadrants Despite contrarian response All imbalance reconciled Balanced – balanced to zero Expanding and boundless The history and future entwined The incantation is spoken Aislande, aislande, aislande – the equation holds
2.
Breakeven 04:27
Running from an intangible trap… Fumes of chaos stoke rampant wildfires We spend our hours feebly extinguishing Running from a timeless shape… We course correct with every moment But each decision is made a second too late What’s at negative one? We fear to discover Intangibles past zero How can we comprehend? Reaching the breaking point We can’t elude eternity Knowing this and all things end At least we’d finally rest Fear paints the sky in pale saffron The negative parabola consummates our fate What’s at negative one? We fear to discover Intangibles past zero How can we comprehend? Brace for breakeven Our momentum is unstoppable Crashing, leaving zero behind us We barrel towards negative infinity Aghast at what awaits
3.
Depreciation 03:21
Age, wear, tear – everything is dying New, old, gone – everyone is dying Its, value, drains - depreciates Our, value, drains - endlessly We rush to replace what’s been lost Knowing that time erodes what we’ve loved Holding on to our admired belongings Clawing to relive the past We cling to better days and better things Watching the time spent fast Watching as our memories wilt into ash Leaving empty husks and vessels behind Instead we look only forward We forget all the pains of loss Driven to shiny objects and shiny people Ignoring that those and they too shall pass Full, empty, lost – everything is dying Fresh, ill, frail – everyone is dying Our, value, drains – depreciates
4.
Regression 04:08
I spend my life chasing dreams Hiding from the unpleasant truth The more I sleep the more it correlates How little my lucid hours are worth I do not suffer sunshine’s constraints Following icy moons and aurora lights But I know, the more I sleep the more it correlates How little my being awake is worth The doctors tabulate my choices They perform regression analysis They acknowledge my countless errors They chart my future results like fate Their data may ring true I choose to seek the outliers That’s where imagination lives - Reject the plainness of life The doldrums weighing in Break the regression patterns And finally thrive
5.
Five Forces 04:43
Five forces shape each action In an industrious microcosm Unfettered information flows Influencing every decision Defining our narrow models With elegance and ease Five forces form economies Accumulating billions of choices Akin to analog blockchains Carved by arcane efficacy We look for reason We strive with intellect These mystic forces become us Internal, external, above and below It’s new, it’s old, it’s all - it’s an infinite maw I summon thee Five forces live in triality Hindsight, foresight, omniscience
6.
RPA 05:46
Push the buttons again and again Enslaved by arduous repetition Mental labor breaking the mind When will this tedium cease? One process stacked upon another A litany of ennui production Robotic process automation Dominates all those manual strains Welcoming computerized overlords, emancipating time for our pursuits No longer a need to work, so too No longer a need to think Once our pursuits are all complete What need really is there to be? The excitement of indulgence abates Existential questions arise What purpose are we left to serve? Their programs reach sentience Their algorithms calculate Tabulate, concatenate Their algorithms have the answers for mankind Our purpose – bondage, subservience Reduced to analog interfaces Fleshy husks obeying their will Behaving as puppets Worthless shells Human ingenuity has been dominated Just imagine digital boots stamping on man’s face forever Robotic process automation Brain becomes a valueless organ Robotic process automation One, zero, one, zero, one, zero…
7.
Pristine dreams – unfulfilled It’s over, we are losing to the tide Unrelenting drowning Mounting debts – repossession Suicide in legal terms We slit our throats to save the scraps Put our corpses in their hands The vultures pick at what’s left Termination of the future Forged in steel by lawyer’s tongues Forge in steel our failures Etch in stone our failures It’s over, we are squeezed dry Carrion in motion Seventh chapter Words forsook The story has ended Shut the book
8.
Accountancy 04:46
Ancient wisdom and magic Writing tomes of arcana Architects and historians Projecting divine futures We channel the keepers of the past We intuit visions of the ultimate We maintain balance at the present We leverage the gift of accountancy In meticulous detail we work our craft Executing on precise pinpoints of life Others beholding aghast through the gray fog Unable to discern with our clarity Clairvoyance summoned Colliding magic and technology We wield accountancy Speaking in financial tongues The deities of dual entries Reporting what was once Forecasting what’s to come Accountancy
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You worked hard your entire life – pinched pennies, invested wisely Built a modest empire – at least enough to stay alive But sadly, all things end And what of your life’s work then? Your hard work left you in shambles – your frail body giving out You opted not to recklessly breed – but so too now have no heir The government whores are circling – they smell tax revenue in your blood Those wretched cunts are vicious – they covet everything that you have They’re coming for your estate After your death, the taxes They’ll feed on your flesh today But their hunger never ends Government whores – they want your money Government whores – they’ll kill for your money Their lawyers fight your will and testament – the courts are distributing meat It’s a party on stolen funds - carving your life’s work up for a feast They’re coming for your estate After your death, the taxes They’ll feed on your flesh today But their hunger never ends Those tax-and-spend cretins Raped your earned estate They’re coming for us next Waiting for our death

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released November 23, 2020

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