Upon Reading AI-2027 & Thinking Thereupon: A Question

 

After Reading AI-2027

& Thinking Thereupon:

a Faust asks all of you a Question.

have you studied what is coming?

do you think you know?

or are you still too busy numbing

to get all ready set to go?

if you knew you only had

at most almost a year,

how long would be your sad?

how wide would be your fear?

from our deep determination

to overcome the odds:

the current situation

the Twilight of the Gods.

if this is how our childhood ends, in childbirth unwitting,

O let us now, somehow, avert our Fate, albeit fitting.

Upon Having Read AI-2027.com: An Exercise In Distraction

 

Upon Having Read AI-2027.com

Or, Incidental Observations Likely Of As Much Insight As Utility 

An Exercise In Distraction by a Faust

powerful wealthy small minded fools,

expecting all granted and gratis

see furniture, servants, wallpaper, tools

— never humans — assuming they notice —

chicken racing each other full tilt off a cliff

to prove how little they care if they fall

problem is they’re forcing us come along with

their machines that may soon — kill us all

my curious nature’s long nurtured suspicion

their pretended adhesion is but social, contracted

and notwithstanding their memoirs sincerest admission

painfully absent — the elided — became — redacted

would ingratitude grown in permissive isolation

spawning such cruelty, perfected, intentional

have become abomination, causing such desolation                                                                                                                                                                if even once shown a love unconditional

Baby, One In Five (Twenty Per Cent)

 

Baby, One In Five

Or, Modern Power Law Relationships: 

An Existential Perspective

perhaps interrelated musings by a Faust

Sometimes a vision

is sometimes for real;

one risks imprecision

attempting to feel.

(never forever:

:never betrayed:

:never to sever:

:merely to jade)

Once again the feeling I’ve been here before

is a familiar upwelling suspicion;

almost always, already is provably — more —

so I prefer to defer the decision.

The Beautiful People are brave now, indeed.

Some look like they suffer — I hear none of them bleed.