Sue Mason Poet Free verse

Evolution Iv

Virtual 2050 reality ...
synapses no longer fire
they've begun to retire
into encrypted text
programmer proscribed
in the language of math.
Plasma screen progress
as hands are no longer held,
nor mouths touch.
No waists are clasped in a lover's embrace,
only eyes on pop-up menus that hover in space
spewing entertainment in a
containment of the species.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inspired by the novel, "Daemon"
                                           by Daniel Suarez

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Sara Kendrick February 5, 2010 at 4:17 PM Interesting sci/phi. Keep the scary pen flowing. Sara

Carol Sunshine Brown February 5, 2010 at 10:02 AM WOW Sue. I can see it happening. Thank you for sharing. Though some would not believe it could happen. Look at all the things we never dreamt could really happen and they have now haven't they? Love, Carol

Audrey Haick February 5, 2010 at 9:55 AM Very interesting piece, Sue! Disturbing to me. I don't want to even think about a future such as this! I'm one of those "touching, feeling, hugging", people so I wouldnt fit!! LOL Great write! Peace and love, Audrey

Andrea Dietrich February 5, 2010 at 8:55 AM wow, like that Farenheit book that talks about book burning and giant screens where people are always looking at their big screens surrounding them by four walls. I had not heard of this book. And my Bday, I don't mind giving the year too, since I am really happy that I am full of 5's in my numerology, the number of "fun" I am 9/5/55. How about you? Luv,Andrea

Michael Harman February 4, 2010 at 1:48 PM Interesting perception,

Carolyn Devonshire February 4, 2010 at 1:35 PM This is quite a chilling view of what the future may hold, Sue. If we ever reach the point when "hands are no longer held," I hope I'm long gone. There is little satisfaction to be found from computer images. I better reach out and touch someone while I still can. Excellent thought-provoking write! Love, Carolyn