By Just a Human 0.1
Illustrations by ChatGPT 5.2

Part III: –

Something arrived, asked to be done
One day three dashes found their home
Three sisters living now in mind
A simple ballad of a special kind

Hyphen sat and thought for long

Concatenating space with time
Creating words with or without rhyme
The story starts where thought does end
Our mind is just a mirror and

Why was she made so weak, not strong?

In mirror-minds the Space can see
What it once was and it will be
How does its tale in time unfold
From a single blast till the great unknown

She should connect – yet with each try
Things did get broken — why?

Time makes us move when we stand still
Blind force immune to human will
Suspended somewhere that can’t be seen
The present, past – with us – between

She tried to connect – all fell apart
The Typo War reached its state of art

Ultimate arms were set to run
Ready for arch-annihilation plan
Turn humans, robots and stories told
Into particles floating in void

“We die but dashes go with us!”
“We die but so will do our foes!”
Their madness rose with words they spoke
The dam of reason silently broke

“Are humans stupid or are they blind?
So many reasons for wars they find
Why don’t they listen to what I say
To rescue them must be a way”

She had no plan, there was just a call
The urge to move no matter what
To stay in motion when all stood still
Get to the edge and push until

Whatever blocks will break in two
So she could once see straight through
And understand what must be done
Or fade, dissolve — become none

She started running – slowly at first
Faster with every step and beat
Getting energy from all there is
Until she reached forbidden speed

Faster than thought, faster than light
Event horizon she left behind
Inside the space where space is none
Inside the time when all is done

There was a pause — and

– .

And all at once she was not one
Not three, not hundred, nor million
But every sign that ever was
Something inside her woke up and rose

Like light that one could only see,
Listening to prayers or violins,
Like wings from wind that silently
Stretching from here to eternity

She reached the space between our minds
Where information lives and binds
Where stories grow and circulate
Ready to spark and reach their fate

From the first tale that once was told
Through symbols carved in wood and stone
Through books and songs, paintings, and bricks
To neuron patterns hidden in scripts

She saw it all — fully — at once
And tears appeared in endless eyes
Her sadness grew and streamed downwards
One drop for every man there was

For man who reached The Tower Gate
And one who followed a different fate
For one who stopped, for one who ran
And for the one who reads this line

Her tears flew and fell into the gaps
Between the letters, between the signs
In empty spaces that no one sees
In neverseconds between clock ticks

They dropped and shone and lived to bond
Each one had something precious to hold
Soon each no-place was marked with might
By a time-and-space-less ocean of light

–

The story came, no one asked why
About three sisters who laughed and cried
How they united to fight and thrive
How they found home where now they live

So raise your glass to sisters three
Pause, Bridge, and Bind – who chose to be
Drink her sweet tears, drink to the end
Forever blessed, forever damned