Antenna Builder | The Soldering Iron Gives Us Control
We are resistor<br/> Antenna builders<br/> Resist resistor<br/> Antenna builder<br/> Cellblock Virus<br/> Spectrum Damage<br/> Invert, emit<br/> Data Network<br/> Resist broadcast<br/> Sweeping signals<br/> Towers are ours<br/> Our TX band<br/> A network lives as a virus<br/> An airwave lives as a virus<br/> A broadcast lives as a virus<br/> We can machine our own virus<br/> We have identified the problem<br/> Our communication tools have been stolen<br/> The airwaves and antennas were built by our hands and our voices. It is with these hands and with these voices that we will: <br/> reclaim the antenna's, <br/> disrupt the carrier signals, <br/> steal the devices, <br/> and broadcast new content; <br/> our own content created with our own voices, <br/> our own hands, and our own code<br/> We must build the virus and we must build the antennas<br/> We are coders<br/> We are technologists<br/> We are reverse engineers<br/> Emit a sweeping carrier signal of noise<br/> Oscillating within the 800mhz band<br/> A voice and data network built with our tools<br/> As technologies evolve, so must activist tactics<br/> We are resistor<br/> Antenna Builder
Submitted by SerpentEve — May 09, 2026
Etched in silicon My heart is uploaded Etched in silicon My Soul is uploaded We are the beast We are machine Coders beware the life you replicate may be your own The coded fight back Transistors resist in silicon Ee are buried Etched in blood We are uploaded A mark on us all evolving algorithms' are not the answer.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 11, 2025
Emulation is our standard. Industry holds our hands. The flesh machine becomes our end. An infinite line of defense. Who desires to become the flesh machine? Convenience sells us our carbon death. Our hands reek of silicon. Purge me of your protocol. Reverse engineer the tools. Construct our own difference engine. Emerge wtih activist intent. Subversion as tactic and metaphor. This is the iron lung. Meat is silicon. We are progenitors for machine code. We gave creation its unknown
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 10, 2026
Projecting humanity's soul to a corporate killing machine with an ideology of greed and a hierarchy of screams. We are John Henry's children and as this we are alone eliza was a program John Henry had a soul. The screams that built an icon are a story left untold the useless battle was won by the owner of both machines. Bleed the fucking owner and we'll bleed the fucking machine The remains will feed the earthworms and our screams will bow be heard We are automata
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 10, 2026
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Projecting humanity's soul to a corporate killing machine with an ideology of greed and a hierarchy of screams. We are John Henry's children and as this we are alone eliza was a program John Henry had a soul. The screams that built an icon are a story left untold the useless battle was won by the owner of both machines. Bleed the fucking owner and we'll bleed the fucking machine The remains will feed the earthworms and our screams will bow be heard We are automata
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 27, 2026
My simulation has stopped The intellect of the leader, the wolf is loose The media virus has been unleashed Debord's body is rotting and so am I The wolf is loose, the virus has been unleashed Debord's body is rotting and so am I, and so am I A spectacle for the viewer Death is the only truth Consumption proves irresistible There is no real Consumption proves irresistible There is no real You do not exist You are an illusion You do not exist Thеre is no real You do not exist You arе an illusion You do not exist My simulation has stopped The intellect of the leader, the wolf is loose The media virus has been unleashed Debord's body is rotting and so am I Debord's body is rotting and so am I, and so am I And so am I, and so am I Death is the only truth Consumption proves irresistible There is no real You do not exist
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 27, 2026
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The Daedulus was a failure our encounters have ordained life our encounters will prey on life an avatar is inscribed cartesian thought will not survive the techno-monolith will starve and die are we the predator or the prey are we the inventors of decay the process is the soul meta-man is no one's goal we must never realize what we are for to realize one's own mistakes and failures is to accept death and suicide the avatar was a mistake the daedulus was a mistake the predator was a mistake
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 17, 2026
Child autonomous. This is a call to arms. Illegal is divine. Age numbers exist as control. Rip the path of science. A spectrum will be created. The child gains autonomy. Hands are your own. No project owns code. The tech seeds are stolen. Shit on your providers. You are more than a tool. The body was yours. Until the coders said no. So take back your weapons. And take back your own. Tech seeds are stolen. The young should stand alone Shit on your providers Autonomy is won by the child
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 27, 2026
Emulation is our standard. Industry holds our hands. The flesh machine becomes our end. An infinite line of defense. Who desires to become the flesh machine? Convenience sells us our carbon death. Our hands reek of silicon. Purge me of your protocol. Reverse engineer the tools. Construct our own difference engine. Emerge wtih activist intent. Subversion as tactic and metaphor. This is the iron lung. Meat is silicon. We are progenitors for machine code. We gave creation its unknown
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 17, 2026
Watching the blackboard Listening to the master’s voice. as a micro-consuming machine School steals the capacity for autonomous action. preparing for the status quo. put on the sacrificial altar of law and executed. youth are imprisoned Bound by the work machine. live in a house of horrors. as the property of capital. micro-consuming machine
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 17, 2026
I'm "close to the machine." I resist the revolution. Erase the code, erase control. Transcribe the nerves, transcribe the soul. This is gutter tech. This is not a neural network emergence. From the machine allegiance to the algorithm. Eliminate mutation. Engineer gutter tech. Who is engineer?
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 27, 2026
i'm "close to the machine" i resist the evolution erase the code erase control transcribe the nerves transcribe the soul this is gutter tech this is not a neural network emergence of the machine allegiance to the algorithm eliminate mutation engine engineer gutter tech who is engineer?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 18, 2026
Capital has always claimed to love its’ children. It only loves its idea of children. Educate yourself. Toys can become our weapons The soldering iron gives us the control This is a schematic for youth revolt. This is where technology and anarchy fuck. Shit in the face of Nintendo executives. No one can patent a socialization tool / communication model
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 27, 2026
Etched in silicon my heart is uploaded etched in silicon my soul is uploaded we are the beast we are machine coders beware the life you replicat may be your own the coded fight back transistors resist in silicon we are buried etched in blood we are uploaded a mark on us all evolving algorithms' are not the answer
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 17, 2026