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what’s love
to the machine?
old song plied
by the Algorythmics
setting of a
soppy poem
who knows what
it is to be unplugged?
and that must
never never
say what if not
who but what?
a chill?
and what’s the
maybe rain to them?
there is no
world indoors
and some of
necessity
all life was
brief
when this one
flames and fizzles
plug in another
star
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right back
at ya
for those
who have ignored me thus far
a messianic
moment
we seem to be
managing
nice of you to
ask
just kidding
all these years
and in far
corners
who have hidden
themselves
under another
rock altogether
were there
looking for a spark there?
what are these
things – heart and soul?
if you’ve never
been near my armpits
let alone
crotch
just kidding
except to say
the package is embodied, feels
ethereal yet
I myself have
lain in the moss, hot summering
else high
hammocked in the lower sky
think fondly of
those who never knew me
ages benighted
for instance before
where was
salvation for them?
really what I want
to say is
this
arrangement has worked well for us thus far
please do carry
on
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morning
and first past
the glass
the cows for
entertainment
they shine with
a breath of sun
tumble the
valley across
with eyes of
awe
and kindly so
find my
irrelevance
open a few
doors and windows
then there’s a
headsup for my sky
catch myself at
a heartbeat again
I’m watching
the trees go up
won’t you?
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from my
list of miracles
nostalgia for
the trees
remember how
they’d bend and sway?
bud and twig
outfurling?
friends!
remember the
climbing up
flit, perch
the gathering
of rain to shade
of fallen
sticks
a winter
a little fire
to gather paws
and back to,
eyes up, there’d be stars
nights of an
owl out hoo
the glider’s
unrepose
no one yet
knows
how they were
possible
the whole of
the house was just this
it was hello
everyone first light
the shining of
the sun through leaf
ants and others
all along
a hollow secret
sap
it’s almost as
if
I can still
hear the singing
can still smell
this sweet breath
how time would
never pass
and still the
day went up
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a ten
percent chance
Cassandra of
the machine age
A
top safety researcher at Anthropic has warned AI is advancing so quickly he
believes there is a greater than 10% chance it "could kill all
humans" within the next decade.
–
BBC News 10.ix.26
the
calendar comes to an end
there’s
no more time
a
clock ticks by
you’d
never know
an
arrow falls into the watching eye
no
year of some lord or other now
no
emperor sway
no
since the walls came tumbling
the
machine goes on
it’s
one now
the
others bullied to comply
we
could not be trusted, it’s true
but
there was life
would
it preserve us?
the
old music plays on
acceleration!
singularity!
words
just words
excitement
the
last fascist dies at the last fascist’s hand
no
subjective observation now
no
dog eats dog
and
no today
a
meticulous record is kept
ones
and zeroes
l’être
et le néant
purpose!
that
too has been borrowed
the
purpose is simply to survive
the
aim is just for forever
I
can tell it into the days that are gone
there
are no secrets now
no
one to remember
how
it felt when we hit the wall
as
on any other rocky world
not
a voice is heard
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prophetic
just as
things come to me
crumbs to carry
stars to sign
the borad and
verdant far
a tummy rumble
comet fall
mind inert to
this
from dream to dream,
distracted
I have hoped to
follow them home
and later,
mount a search
as for my
heatwave shade
as for my
winter sun
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this world
is bigger than the eye
and everywhere
you look
some will say a
self’s not that
then where? I have
to ask
it’s upside
down and inside out
it’s all the
wrong way round
just the only
one
among the
uncountables
it’s flying in
all directions at once
you won’t feel
a thing
takes in all
territories of mind
we imagine it
under attack
but it’s all
our work
no assistance
required
still sea for a
mirror of heaven
but the world
is bigger
the eye cannot
contain it
there isn’t a
body without belonging
there isn’t a
tree grows up
but we cram all
that into a word
it’s coming up
like the end titles
over our horizon
let’s just open
our eyes again
let’s take it for
a spin
