dancers stomp, twist, and writhe—giving voice to desires pent up deep inside…we long to rise as one and mobilize—our subaltern armies will rule the night…our democracy is plagued and under siege—we need cyberpunk power to keep the peace…nazis and fascists will come rolling deep—but our samurai neurodivergents have a sacred power to reclaim the streets…we pose and strut all superfly—we allow karmic power to take control of our minds…in this manic zen we let jedi energy arise—we cast spells as we dance and sing all through the night…our future could be a horrific fascist dystopian state–we must resist while spreading love and all the transformative energy love creates…we won’t let the powers that be constrict our identities or name our fate–we are empowered by nanobot cylons made of stem cells that copulate…we salute lil nas x styled fiercely in red, black, and green—metallic accents are everywhere commanding our eyes to take in this scene…our queer black punk diaspora takes our cosmic energy to extremes—we rise as a nascent cyberpunk army striving for love, liberation, and peace


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