Panopticon of Biohazard II




Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forest of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearfull symmetry

Volatility
Uncertainty
Complexity
Ambiguity
Frame conditions
Of society

Who is WHO?
B.1.1.52.9 causes
Accelerations of endemic vibrations
Some folks say don’t save your system save our soul
Delta+omicon would be media

Control

Omicron
Till moronic
Omicron
Till Omega?

And all the bios all together
La lalala lalal la
La la lalala(the las express metallica)
And for all the mutants left
Dare is deadly terrors clasp

Wheather if
Omicron is
Dangerous or
Omicron is
Not
Do, Do, we must do a lot
I am vaccinated
You, you produced the skrew
Which we forgot
Where has my beaten
Beta gone?

Vision
Understanding
Clarity
Agility
Seam to be the medicines
Of humanity

VUCA-World
Invisible hand
Invisible eye
Panoptic courageous
symmetry

To be modern is BionNT
Bios Zoe beyond nature
Meta-Nature Sputnik-Media
Super and rooted, Dog and Creator

Omicron til moronic
Wanna drive through new curves
Wondering how much
Variants i get in the
Covid AlphaBeth

Is Sars Cov ever changing
Never ending
From Alpha till Omega
Living in your body
Hitchhiking reassembling?

V olatility
U ncertainty
C omplexicity
A narchy

My hands are trembling
A rush of blood to the head
A masterpiece of William Blake
Is reassembling:

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forest of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Coult frame thy co-rage-ous symmetry



(First and last stanza from William Blake’s, the Tiger, out of the book of innnocence and experience, The acronym VUCA spells the framework of good leadership qualities, and was developed by an american military academia)

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Author: farounfirewater

Ich bin der Falke im Sturm der den König sucht. "Ich lebe mein Leben in sich weitenden Ringen, die sich über die Dinge ziehn, Den letzten, ich weiß nicht ob ich ihn Vollbringe, aber versuchen will ich ihn Ich kreise um Gott um den uralten Turm und ich kreise Jahrtausende lang und ich weiß nicht, bin ich eine Falke, ein Sturm oder ein großer Gesang" (Rilke)

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