[CLASSIFIED] 2025: SCREAMING INTO THE VOID
Filed Under: Counter-Surveillance Smokescreen Poetry, Echoes in the Dark
Origin: The Bell Rings Underground Network
Status: [ACTIVE]
Signal Integrity: 68%— interference detected
Distribution: Restricted to verified listeners
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WARNING: Unauthorized possession of this transcript is punishable by… [REDACTED].
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I wish I could tell you I’ve been screaming for joy.
But my voice has been pressing against the same pane of glass for months,
fogging it in slow, shallow breaths.
Some days I swear I see a shadow on the other side.
A flicker.
A figure.
And just when I think they might turn toward me,
they vanish— leaving me face-to-face with my own reflection,
thinner than it used to be.
The void doesn’t roar.
It hums.
A low, steady frequency tuned to exhaustion.
It wants you to mistake stillness for safety.
It wants you to press your palm against the glass and forget
you ever meant to shatter it.
But we are still here,
screaming into the void,
even when they can’t hear us —
just hoping the echo might ricochet hard enough off the walls
to come back sharper than it left,
a shard aimed straight at the throat of whatever keeps us quiet.
They’ve taught us that silence is survival,
that screaming is wasted breath.
But the void is a liar.
Every sound we hurl into its mouth
finds someone else, somewhere else,
and lodges there like a splinter.
So keep screaming.
Keep pressing until the glass trembles.
And when it finally cracks—
when the shards fall around your
feet—
step through.
Bleed if you must.
Better that than making small talk with the silence—
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NOTE: Background interference resembles heartbeat patterns. Possible secondary source on frequency.
Filed Under: Counter-Surveillance Smokescreen Poetry, Echoes in the Dark
Originator: Rebecca M. Bell — The Bell Rings. (Every time.)
[Secure Attachment]
the void is patient
glass remembers pressure
and blood makes a better map
than silence ever could
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