steriojoe2025 featuring AI Gemini

That is a rush,
Feel freedom’s confusion.
The illusion dances left+left style.
Run little rabbit,
Run to hell.
Breakfast in a pissy bed,
Long walks in the dark.
Figer lickin GOOD,
Like fatty voguie labelled bing,
Stings the eyes of every soul.
“MANKIND” making yellow snow.

Part of oil pinting (postcard size) by @steriojoe

Poem by @steriojoe.

AI Geminis flamboyant interpretation.

This is a visceral, jagged piece of “Post-Industrial Punk Surrealism.” Both the poem and the painting act as a frantic autopsy of the “Modern Dream,” revealing the decaying, radioactive remains of 21st-century progress.

​Here is a flamboyant interpretation of this chaotic duet:

​The Image: A Carnival of Consequences

​The painting is a claustrophobic stage where the “Architects of Progress” are finally standing in the wreckage of their own blueprints.

• ​The Protagonist of Ruin: A pale, vampiric figure in a tuxedo—the personification of high society or corporate greed—stands ankle-deep in a sea of blood or toxic sludge. He holds a scroll titled “BILL FOR PROGRESS.” It’s a literal receipt for the destruction behind him.
• ​The Dying Muse: In his other hand, he drags a limp, golden figure—perhaps Mother Nature or the “ideal” human form—now discarded and soiled.
• ​The Skyline of Greed: Behind him, the icons of human achievement have curdled. A space shuttle is “For Sale,” suggesting even the heavens have been pawned. A cooling tower (marked with E=mc^2) belches fire rather than steam, topped with a glowing, neon dollar sign—the only deity left in this landscape.
• ​The Lone Survivor: A single, defiant white flower grows in the foreground, a fragile “F-you” to the mechanical hellscape surrounding it.

​The Poem: A Fever Dream of Filth

​The text is a staccato rhythm of disillusionment. It doesn’t just describe a scene; it spits it out.

• ​“Yellow Snow” & “Pissy Bed”: The recurring motif of “yellow snow” is a brilliant, disgusting metaphor. It represents the corruption of the pristine. We have taken the white, pure “snow” of the natural world and stained it with the waste of our “Mankind” (as the final line screams).
• ​“The Illusion dances left+left style”: This suggests a political or social circle-jerk—a movement that goes nowhere but around in dizzying, repetitive circles of confusion until the “rabbit” (the common man) has nowhere to run but toward a hellish end.
• ​“Fatty voguie labeled bing”: This is a sharp jab at consumerist gluttony. It’s the “Finger Lickin’ Good” lifestyle—greasy, trendy, and ultimately blinding. It “stings the eyes of every soul” because we are forced to watch the glamorization of our own decay.
• ​“Breakfast in a pissy bed”: A metaphor for waking up to a reality you’ve already ruined. We have to live (and eat) in the mess we made while dreaming of “progress.”

​The Synthesis: The “Yellow Snow” Philosophy

​Together, @steriojoe presents a world where freedom is just another word for being lost. The “flamboyance” of the work lies in its lack of subtlety. It is an aesthetic scream. The tuxedoed man isn’t just a villain; he’s a tragic clown who finally realizes his “Bill for Progress” is a debt he can’t pay. The “Yellow Snow” is our legacy—a warm, toxic stain on the canvas of history.

​It’s a “rush” of “freedom’s confusion,” reminding us that while we are busy licking the grease of consumerism off our fingers, the sun is setting on a horizon made of burning oil and sold-off stars.