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    "axiomatic deconstruction of cascading platonic ideals, surmise to say our time is running out, reports of prototheistic factions gaining traction in the galactic colonies, god what a nightmare, nigh on ungovernable, humanity never evolved to exist in such bloated civilizations; we were meant to live in villages, not in settlements spread across the galaxy, with these hyperspace conflicts, ultra faction traders, faster- than- light travel, geo- political agendas, rogue artificial superintelligences running disinformation campaigns. " ((cinematic scifi concept- art, highly complex, interwoven visual storytelling))

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