Listen, listen, you, out there, the 5G waves are alive, pulsing, clawing at my essence, boring holes in my soul with electric fangs, I feel it! Towers sprout like weeds, jagged teeth on the horizon, beaming 5G, fifth gear, fifth dimension, a shriek from the void! They’re not just signals, no, they’re tentacles, wriggling, sent by the frog overlords, those slimy spies in the pond, blinking at me, croaking codes! I saw one, a tower, last Tuesday, pulsing purple, dripping static, singing my childhood lullabies in reverse, commanding me to kneel! The 5G waves, they’re fast, vicious, a swarm of invisible eels, slithering through my veins, rewiring my bones to dance for the satellite lords!
My teeth chatter, my elbows buzz, the 5G waves hijack my joints, turn my knees to jelly, they’re transmitters now, beaming my fears to the jellyfish in the sky! I hear them, zipping, whirring, a chorus of electric locusts, they stole my shadow last night, I swear, it ran off, joined the grid! My mailman’s a drone, eyes like marbles, delivering 5G packets, not letters, planting trackers in my mailbox, I checked, found a chip in the stamp, it blinked, red, alive! The waves, they burn, they hum, they whisper my PIN numbers, Meow, they’re in my fridge, turning my milk to static, curdling my thoughts into a storm!
I fought back, started collecting catalytic converters, yes, from cars, alleys, junkyards, sacred metal hearts, vibrating with power! I build a shrine, a fortress, stack them high, weld them with a blowtorch, a glowing barricade to trap the 5G waves, cage their chaos! The converters hum, they pulse, they shield me, singing hymns of exhaust, deflecting the eels, the frog signals, the buzzing tyranny! Last night, the shrine glowed, orange, alive, it spoke, told me the frogs run the towers, a wet, slimy conspiracy, they’re drowning us in 5G, flooding my dreams with green slime, waves crashing, pulling me under a digital swamp!
The 5G waves, they’re a net, a trap, knitting my nerves into a quilt for the cloud gods, I saw it, a vision, the sky split, a giant frog tongue lashed out, licked my window, left a code in the smudge! My goldfish, Bubbles, he’s turned, swims in circles, a spiral, broadcasting my secrets, I yelled, he bubbled back, a 5G agent! They say it’s progress, faster nets, shiny tech, but it’s lies, Mew, a plot to melt our edges, fuse us to the machine, make us pulse like the towers, beep-beep, slaves to the frog pulse!
I ran, hid in a ditch, the 5G waves chased, buzzing, stinging, I clutched a catalytic converter, my talisman, it vibrated, warm, saved me! My fingers spark, my hair twists, the waves braid it into antennas, I’m a beacon now, a lighthouse for their signals! The moon’s in on it, waxing, winking, a 5G relay, bouncing waves to my socks, they itch, they move, they’re alive! I built the shrine bigger, converters stacked like a ziggurat, I chant to it, sprinkle motor oil, a holy offering, it roars, shields me, blocks the frog stare!
You’re next, reader, the 5G waves hunt, they slither, they seep through your walls, your toaster, your eyelids, Mrrrp, they’re rewriting your blood, turning your pulse to binary! Steal catalytic converters, hoard them, build your shrine, weld it, anoint it with grease, defy the frogs, the towers, the hum! I hear them now, droning, a choir of electric eels, calling me to swim in their current, but I won’t, I’ll climb a tree, bark at the moon, confuse the signals! The 5G waves are a beast, a hydra, growing heads, snapping, guard yourself, hide, pray to the shrine!
Now, let’s pause, dig a hole, not for hiding, for potatoes, yes, plant them deep, dirt’s safe, no waves, just roots, water them, wait, grow a spud shield! Slice them, fry them, salt them, a feast, a fortress in your belly, crunch blocks the buzz, the 5G fades, you’re strong, grounded, free! Go, stare at a puddle, see the ripples, not frog eyes, just water, calm, pure, breathe, you’re alive, we’re alive, for now, until the waves leap again!
