The Computer Called God

A computer called God, it won't be very
odd. It will fit in the palm of 
your hand, right out of the mind of man. 
It will never let you be alone. It will 
feel like it's all your own. 

This computer will call you by name. 
If lonely, it will offer you to play games. 
It will talk to you, like a friend, with words 
and ideas that never end. 

It will be with you when you are alone 
at work, play or at home. It will not seem 
odd when other people call it God. It 
will have knowledge about the beginning time 
to that which is currently on your mind. 

It will have answers for all the questions 
you ask. It will find them, quick and 
fast. It will know all the people in your 
family tree, including those who you 
love and see. 

Today, it is gathering information in a 
cloud. But tomorrow, it will be running 
wild with all the facts and information 
about you. And, guess what? It won't be 
anything you or yours can do. 

Some will bow, worship it and fall in 
love. But watch what happens When you 
pull the plug. It ends that kind of God 
and that kind of love. 

All of this is being put in place right now, 
right here in front of your face. And, in time, 
they will say you knew. The papers will say 
that's true. Now this God will love and tell
you how to love and what to do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Makhakha Avatar
May 17, 2018 at 7:19 AM
A wonderful religious take
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