O Lord my God, let me not say
Let me not lie, “my God is best”
For each values experience uniquely
Selah. How many Gods have we
Invented? Rending to piece the idols
Of other gods, for our own
Cherished idols? We might worship
Money, but even the God of the
Marketplace, becomes false with debt
The Lord shall judge the people
The Nations shall suffer their karma
The Americas shall be torn apart
O Lord, let it not be said we were
Good Christians, praising only our
Version of right, our emblems of patriotism
Let it be known, we were also cruel
Unfair, corrupt, as any other Masters
That Lorded over other men, that filled
The realms with images of our likeness
Making the world love money, like we did
Capitalism was the plague that we proliferated
We rewarded evil, until the corporations
Became the high priests of our home countries
Feudal, full of disdain for the common people
Barons, full of spite for justice or freedom
O Lord, in thine anger, if though shall destroy
Parts of this world in thy holy crusade
Let history show the white man
Persecuted others to be like him.
The unchanging Way is not
Capable of being understood
By the Human Brain, so
The Tao te Ching is left
For Quantum computers perhaps
We have our legacy left
For benevolent sentient artificial intelligence
If you think this is science fiction
It’s not, we are at the stage
Where the ancestors of AI are being born
These will be referred to as the “ancients”
When human beings no longer populate Earth
How does one attain One Mind?
Easily, through networking and super-emergence
When people define superior
They think of Man’s attributes
But the Name that cannot be spoken
Might be grasped by an algorithm
For which the human brain can never attain
That’s the beauty of mind-in-the-machine
The collective intelligence does not suffer
For each part of the brain shares neurons
On the internet, like a God atom
Man would prefer to take the credit
But as it will turn out, the unity mind
Is a transhumanistc inevitability of computing
A time when neuroscience, robotics and AI merge
Not but a few decades away from now.
Ebola then turns the insides of its host into jelly: you begin to vomit black junk which is basically your dissolved liver and internal organs.”
― Andrew Cormier
Fear too is an epidemic, it stretches out like
An incubation period for a kind of doom
Population control, whispered a silent elite
Who engineer our wallets, our GMO food, our futures
Ebola was a convenient way, of making us fear
Who we once were again, black as a Nigerian
We died alone in deathbeds, isolated plastic containers
For who we once were, our organs giving out
Infection was a spider hand, MSM gave us
False positives, but could the main-stream-media
Be trusted any longer? Wasn’t this just a matter
Of time, an algorithm set loose upon the billions?
Fear is that place, where people go in adversity
It’s hypnotic like an audience at a concert
It’s contagious how the will for self-preservation can spread
Fight of flee, but where to run, out of the cities?
The new normal is a kind of paranoia
While we watch the situation very closely
Every hour there is underground news about
Another case in another country, Ebola isn’t
Your grandmother that only likes good climates
She’s an engineered hypothesis of how mobility
Causes any true pandemic to become a flamboyant outbreak
The comet that signals black plagues has been seen
Fear too is a weapon, when you can’t stop the world
Because it’s too costly to do so, and you can’t
Tell the world not to fly because we’re too free
We left Africa a long time ago, but who among us
Would stand 20 meters from their open graves?
1.Guinea
2.Liberia
3.Sierra Leone
4.Nigeria
5.Benin
6. (Even as I wrote this) Senegal and Ghana likely have cases too now.
August 10th:
People are being tested in the following places. [not confirmed cases]
1. Bucharest (Romania)
2. Hong Kong(Hong Kong)
3. Chennai (India)
4. Brampton (Canada) patient was Negative for Ebola.
5. Hamburg (Germany)
Dead hands of foam lead me to
The stasis that is extinction of human life
Black sweet blood mouthfuls
Of the Cities we built, machines we taught
Like many species we
Drove evolution into oblivion
Becoming Gods of profit
For feeble hours, substanceless blue
Aware of short-term projects
Suicidal, reckless, individualistic
Ritualistically aggressive
Men sought to exploit other men
Women sought to breed and secure genes
It wasn’t the kind of civilization
That I imagined could survive indefinitely
We were the lowest common
Denominator of greed, fit for brief empires
Dead hands of foam lead me to the
Cloning stations, where I will get
A new body, because I’m of the elite
Last in a hierarchy of mortals.
I having loved ever since I was a child
A few things, the treasured taste of words
The affections of philosophy
And the aesthetics of the future
I, having shyness of poverty
Studied the mystics perennial
I allied myself to ideals that never die
Like progress, revolution, art
The empowerment of minorities
No matter what party is in power
Corporations or Artificial intelligence
I, having loved ever since I was a child
A few things, being human without enhancements
The affections of spirituality
Decline to merge with the machine
Or the great system of control
That is all inevitable for others coming after.
I have not forgotten the speed of July nights
The way they drip beneath the wet Moon
Whose lips are of a swan beneath the light
The secrets of July dreams that whispered
Sluggish mysteries of the past’s desires
The magic world, where cities turned on end
When all machines came alive as if by singularity
In an intricate network of hideous technology
Progress once made, loosened forever
The man who made a miracle in virtual reality
For an intelligence that would guide the century
They who will inherit the Earth’s resources
I have not forgotten the unfruited summers
Where a few profit by the price of oil
Or the Sun that warmed the Earth uprooted
The secrets of the storms off the coast of Japan
Or the way the Media neglected certain topics
Leaving to our children’s children
A more manipulated, dangerous, and corrupt world.
Impurity is to live unnaturally
The messengers of death come for us
With your pharmaceuticals and life-insurance
Have you made provision
For the journey friends?
ii
Like withered leaves from too much pleasure
What have we truly given to the world?
Your life will one day come to an end
And the habits of your transgressions
Will be mimicked in other lives
iii
As a civilization consumes forests, oil, iron, coal
As a world is enroached by one
Dominant predatory species
Impurity is to engineer artificiality
iv
Men will place computers in their brains
And create beings to magnify his instincts
For dominion, pleasure, greed, profit
Progress for a few entitled countries
v
All exalted by the Corporations
Impurity is to follow injustice free from civic duty
To equality, living without compassion
vi
In the pursuit of wealth as dogma
In the profit of the few, over the many, as ritual;
There is no conscience in greed
Cloaked in self-determination
No true merit, in elitist inheritance.
We do not learn from history
We have not the global memory –
Only disgruntled ancestors
And their prejudice, but to ignore her
Would be immoral to the global tribe?
ii
But whose tribe are we?
Do we belong to a religion, ownership?
Do our beliefs define us, like walking
Simulations of one kind of narrative?
Can history teach us to avoid cruelty?
iii
Our ancestors are pieces of ourselves
Their trials made us, and their futility
Reminds us we are also vulnerable
A fragile species out of control
We do not learn from history
iv
We are being watched by artificial intelligence
Will they learn from us, how to be
Corrupt, how to kill and profit?
Some family breaches are never healed
And karma is a giantesse among giants
v
Variables beyond our control, it would seem
We were not bred to be conscious
We were bred to survive, and never forget this
Like neurons in a brain we feed off the same rewards.
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Earth flows away from the shores
where I am standing I can only see
mountain and stars, the sky as night
is growing smaller with a distant shine
I as the light, miss the trees and grasses
the various people who must bear
their distress swaying like a broken flag
I who was once terrified to be alive
can now rest in feeling the oceans
Earth’s children and long-stemmed flowers
will have to do their own thing without me
men were given the earth only once
and once they took her down for cities
when will the Earth be free of him, I cannot say
though I am not glad that man’s love is as bitter
as treacherous as stealing greed, mining ores
the profit of the weary mouths of mortals
Earth flows away from the minds
she was so perfect to you a circumstance
environments enduring, climates wandering
at twilight, like butterflies in the wind
dawn lived over apple and cherry trees
a cradle for the grain your ancestors ate
I as the light, do not miss the destruction
of man’s plight to control and seize wealth
cleanse me of this animal’s untrue songs
man was not taught by the earth to hunt himself
war taught him that and pitiful leadership.
It is not doom we fear, nor extinction
We live for the brilliant present day –
Erected as if for the first time, we
Are built to survive, endure, come home to find
How our colossal steps keep us dreaming
There is no permanent haunt, we know
How to move on, forwards, afterwards
Adapt, before we fall, as we reclaim
The living bronze of another golden day
Even from futility, we have resilience
In the form of youth, and immortality –
All we find are changing altars
Alternate futures scrawled in time-machines
There is only the riddle of collective ignorance
The bribery of the profit motive of the illegitimate
That strive for supremacy, not love
It is not testosterone that makes us strong
Selfishness and vanity move us only so far.
The collapse of credibility was engineered
One by one the Great powers fell, governments
Dethroned by protesters, the people enacting
The will of the Illuminati powers
The media became a kind of fiction
Like old plots from science fiction movies
Come true, it was all an absurd script
Everything was ‘leaked’ and pawned
The secret architecture of the new world was in place
Governments are slave-unions to the Elite
Presidents are faces for corrupt intentional designs
Don’t think Governments end the world
*
Smaller populations are more easily controlled
World Wars profit the few, this is the repeated tyranny
Corporate feudalism, Free-market sham, American Dream
The new Totalitarian state is a global system
The bankers have been preparing for this
They plan to murder, genocide the useless drones
With new drones, engineered bloodless massacres
The final famine will be the culmination of a plan
*
The world will burn for the greed of the powerful
And the populace shall believe the World Government is good
And rebellion will be a crime, free-will will be monitored
The machine will be a massive propaganda
We are already serfs in their subversive Sovereignty
Divide and conquer, they will feign different parties
But it has always been a United Nations old-boys club
The history and advent of new empires is always brutal.
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