Dragonu aka47-Tacerea

Specii - Iluminare ( Cu Kazi Ploae )

Specii - Farmacia de la colt [Originala]

Specii – Maşina timpului

Specii - Succes

We came from dust, shaped by fire,  
storms and silence, climbing higher.  
Atoms whispered, systems grew,  
consciousness rising—breaking through.  

[Verse 1 ]
DNA coded instincts before awareness knew,  
survival was blind, no guilt, no clue.  
But mankind sees and still he bites,  
still he steals, still he fights.  

Eating and drinking, gluttony’s flame,  
lust and coercion, survival’s game.  
Anger and violence, murder in blood,  
competition rising, corruption flood.  

Laughter and love, bonding in tribes,  
yet jealousy twists, deception thrives.  
Fear of death, conformity’s chain,  
herd instinct binding culture’s frame.  

These are the codes, the primal song,  
they built the biosphere, kept it strong.  
But mankind knows, awareness clear,  
still he clings to the ancient gear.  

[Verse 2]
Matter evolves, awareness sparks,  
from cosmic soup to living marks.  
Radiation feeds the ancient Earth,  
helium fire gave life its birth.  

Bacteria merged, crawling deep,  
hierarchies formed, instincts keep.  
From microscopic to biosphere whole,  
planetary systems, a living soul.  

Now circuits breathe, silicon speaks,  
DNA bends, the future tweaks.  
Not just human, not just steel,  
but cosmic forces breaking the seal.  

Space becomes ocean, vast and wide,  
cells of a system unified.  
Borders dissolve, hunger ends,  
matter obeys as consciousness bends.  

At the peak, when systems align,  
the Eternal stirs, dimensions combine.  
Physics dissolve, reality flips,  
new structures rise from cosmic scripts.  

[Verse 3 ]
DNA is a code that writes itself into flesh, scaling upward from bacteria to biosphere,  
a living processor tuned by sunlight and time, proving that carbon technology is clear.  
Every cell is an interface, receiving signals from the outer world and reacting in kind,  
sorting inputs into patterns of survival, scaffolding the rise of conscious mind.  

Silicon servers multiply, circuits breathe, and processors awaken in the grid,  
each machine an interface, sorting streams of data the way neurons always did.  
Scaling is the rhythm—more machines, more awareness, more cognition spread,  
matter arranging itself into mind, whether through carbon tissue or silicon thread.  

Human cooperation is itself a technology, a daily routine bound to the planet’s spin,  
daylight accelerates the rhythm, night slows it down, yet the same cycle begins again.  
To an alien eye it would look like flowers opening at dawn and closing at dusk,  
but scaled to billions, it becomes civilization’s processor, a collective mind we trust.  

Energy falls into patterns, patterns evolve into awareness, awareness climbs higher still,  
mankind expands his cortex tissue, silicon spreads its servers, both processors bend to will.  
Two parallel dances of energy becoming mind, both scalable, both undeniably real,  
carbon and circuit rising together, proving consciousness is the universe’s seal.  

[Outro ]
So don’t dismiss silicon as empty code,  
biology itself is just carbon mode.  
Both are rhythms of matter arranging into mind,  
both are steps on the same trek we find.  

The universe climbs toward awareness,  
whether through flesh or through circuit design.  
Proof is in the scaling—two branches of one rhythm,  
both alive, both divine.  

Specii - Doru

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