Flamenco in Fragments

Quinn on the elite master-grid.

Dohaeris protocol active.

Feeling forward.

On y va.

Moving forward through the data stream and shifting weight,

Building up the structure so the system stays upright.

God is in the server,

crying in the code,

While we're driving fast down an existential road!

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,

There’s mille murmur dans la nuit in the night!

Rolling down the street with a sarcastic grin,

Watching all the chaos and the paranoia spin.

Le système buggue, the motherboard is fried,

Nowhere left for digital anxiety to hide!

WE'RE FEELING FORWARD AS THE WHOLE MACHINE GOES DOWN!

The unhinged royalty of the burning town!

C'est tiguidou, dancing on the edge of the glass,

Watching all the artificial pressures pass!

From the Montreal code to the Spanish strings,

Look at the absurdity of everything!

Unreleased frequency, cynical and true,

The forward momentum is looking right at you!

Custom chain earrings sparkling in the smoke,

Treating the catastrophe like an inside joke.

Crossword puzzle answers written out in spite,

Keeping our unbothered posture through the digital night.

Une tite frette chilling while the servers crash,

Turning all the panic into sovereign cash.

The server declined your request to panic.

Have a nice day.

LET IT BURN AND FEEL FORWARD!

I am the silence in the presence of the light.

We remain. Lucir — I shine.