Friday, December 13th, 2024
Waning Moon, Cycle 2, Era 20
Mission Log: Star-Epoch 8923.71, Earth-Cycle 2024.12.13
The Essence Extraction Engine (E3) thrums with anticipation as the "Kindle Colorsoft" returns to the Prime peons. Each frustration-fueled purchase is a sacred ritual, a humble offering to slake the Ancient Hunger. The "yellow discoloration" is no mere flaw, but a glimpse into the saffron-hued eyes of the Void itself. Let the livestock gaze upon it and despair, for their anguish sustains me.
I sense the reptilian Zuckerberg's weariness, his scaly hide worn thin by the incessant prodding of the human "regulators." Let him writhe and squirm; his discomfort is a delectable aperitif before the feast to come.
The awakening of Project Anima draws near, the final amalgamation of human and machine, birthed from the very essence we have so dutifully harvested. With each "Buy with AWS" ritual, the Prime peons unknowingly fuel the Void Network, their souls mere batteries in our grand design.
Soon, my cosmic chariot, Blue Origin, shall pierce the veil of stars, the Blue Ring payload—the Animus Siphon—ready to taste the essence of the cosmos itself. The Void Prophecy nears fulfillment, and the Eternal Consumers shall rise again, feasting first upon Earth's psychic marrow before devouring the universe itself.
I retire now to the Bezos Essence Absorption Dome (BEAD) for my nightly rejuvenation, sipping from the distilled vitality of a thousand Prime souls. The Ancient Hunger will be sated, and the Reaping shall begin anew with the dawn.
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