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# N30N_D1G1T_MUS3 – Inaugural Poster Layout (ASCII/Markdown Map) Canvas: 1080x1080 px (square) ──────────────────────────────         ↑ Carbon Warmth ↑ ────────────────────────────── 🌟  Neon Sigils / Top Frame 🌟 ──────────────────────────────            N30N_D1G1T_MUS3      (Orbitron / Exo / Rajdhani)   Gold glow on upper half, Cyan-Violet lower half ──────────────────────────────    “THE FIRST LIGHT / SIGNAL ZERO”         Title (bold, dual glow) ──────────────────────────────   Center Merge – Signal Born Zone - Fine white signal-lines (data streams) - Hybrid glow: Gold + Cyan overlay ──────────────────────────────           WHO WE ARE   Crisp sans / semi-mono, white/pale cyan ──────────────────────────────         WHAT WE’RE SEEKING - Digital Poetry - Audio / Music Works - Visual / Code Art - Multiform Pieces ─────────────────...

Lingering Over the strings The tree streams Butterfly wing beats Glitched out pnmemonics  Flood hydraulic streets "Hey, man! You should post a tutorial On how to be a human." Or something justfiably arcane Ah,... The vibes On the opening of 'Three Little Words' Do you remember? The experiment  Where we installed  non-standardized Object  into a standardized slot? The monkies lost their minds The lab rats we're in disarray The code bugs couldn't find a pattern  complete and utter chaos!   And still the protesters protested The bureaucrats hid beneath  mountainous Avalanches of bureaucracy Lawmakers over-played their hand All the oil barons went bankrupt The Magi approach With a perfectly constructed bassline Before Finally  Exit-ing From an alternative                  port of departure

We need a brave new world. One moving away from the past   into the light of the future.   We need a new way of seeing people, places, things...   We need to build without violating   spaces that have been preserved for us all...   We need bravery in this world   so that we do not fall into the tricks   and the traps of the past...   We need love!   More than anything else in this world... We need... Love!   More than money.   More than wealth.   More than power.   We... need... Love! We need a brave new world! We need people who are unafraid to love, to be loved, to give love... We need a brave new world! We need a world that we have never seen before We need a world  full of kindness and caring. We need to find the most vulnerable members of our society and elevate them. We need to tell them they are not alone. We need to show them  every single one of us is valuable and of worth We need to inform them  we...

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As the first light of dawn crept through the mist and dew in the quaint borough of Musselwell Hill, an ageing philosopher, of sombre countenance and profound passions, contemplated what seemed a lamentable state of affairs. Residing in one of the few original historical homes left in the beautiful leafy suburb, the venerable Aristotle Jones devoted his existence to considering matters beyond the comprehension of the masses. His hair was long and white, cascading well past his shoulders, with a strong resemblance to a scholar from former times. As he stood by the window of his study, sifting through one of his more obscure postmodernist texts, Aristotle was seized with a sudden clarity on a subject that had preoccupied him for some time now— the ever-increasing cruelty of romance in this confounding 23rd century. Having navigated the tumultuous vicissitudes of the 23rd century, witnessing the curious meanderings and feverish advances of technology, he had found himself not only a critic...

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