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This is important to realize. This is really happening.
The prophecies of the Bible you deem a "fairytale" or
"non-literal" are coming to pass at a frightening speed.
If you find today's events to be coincidental coinciding coincidence with what was foretold, then I am astonished
in your incidental faith in accidental magic that is against
all mathematical probability-times a convergence of multiple instances...converging in the exact prophecied way, at the same time as the heavens have given us celestial signs like never before. As God has told," there will be signs in the moon the stars, distress of Nations..."
Mr. Gates, like Mr. Crowley,
you are a playing with people
using the Devil's tool-box.
You say in order to habitate in society
that it will be mandatory to have digital identification, vaccine data, biometrics,
compliance with ideology of the un-elected elite.
Are you not saying outright, that you and your people have taken over and are forcing us to do your will?
Categories:
biometrics, art,
Form: Free verse
Oh 'Santa's Gift' attack,
A Greenland-based hacking group,
Bypassing input sanitation,
Root access to your cloud will soon be scooped.
Privacy and security advocates,
Fighting to eliminate cookies,
Rethinking their Bits,
As an overflowing stack of cookies is the key.
The drive to automate,
Middle management eliminated,
But with trouble following policy,
How much worse will it be if we're cheated?
In 2023, fraudsters will abound,
Spoofing biometrics, fraudulent documents, synthetic identities found,
Bot vs. bot, good vs. bad,
The bots with the best AI will surely be glad.
A person with no knowledge,
May create a destructive worm,
Almost a trillion dollars in damage,
It's almost a certainty, the damage to be born.
Hackers using ChatGPT,
Multilingual communications with unsuspecting users,
Difficult to recognize,
The damage this technology will cause is almost a certainty, no excuse.
I'm not scared of ChatGPT,
I'm scared of its children and grandchildren,
2023, the year of the bot,
Good vs. bad, who will win?
Categories:
biometrics, allegory, anxiety, humanity, irony,
Form: Rhyme
The freak accident
of a paranormal mystic, begins
a telekinesis in the dark room
to internalize the chopped off
obsession of sex.
You will be needed as a
fugitive now, in the
muddle of passions. There was
a complete lull before the storm.
A pindrop silence.
An anxiety starts, of-
becoming nothing, in the comfort
zone. The roots look up
at the lunar month, to bail out
the loner, convicted of sedition.
Satish Verma
Categories:
biometrics, art,
Form: ABC
Mine was counter number nine I heard
No one there what a relief
I sat to be told you next
Where? At ten; nine is off now.
Saw a real American woman
Finger scans each applicant
From behind a big glass screen;
It scared me to confront her.
From all the courage I could muster
Coaxed myself to take the turn
Choked throat, dry mouth came up front
Holding on to my file bag;
So they redo scans again I thought
Look for space to place papers
"Put them on the crucible ledge"
She said in a mild simple tone;
I could not meet her eyes and shivered
Put hands as fast as I could
Let left fingers fall in line
Pressed hard at each grip to scan;
"Too dry run the tips over your cheek,
Like this" and gave her first smile;
Ran both hands over my cheeks
With left over, moved for right;
"Perfect will do" she smiled back at me
Just ID checks, saw my relief
Beyond 'lip service' she had come
To sequester my heart beats:
Categories:
biometrics, life,
Form: Free verse
Don’t blame me for the difference
Apart from the variance of time
There is of parentage, location
And factoring in of education
I like the counsel, and its source
Can only be agreed of as wise
My views are judged non-yielding
But first and last . . . its me
Maybe this will help
Biometrics – the id, genes, and history
Rest assured won’t betray you
Even when the thought has been I had
Give my rebellion its chance
I see it won’t end up prodigal
I am armed beyond joey and eaglet
Believe me, I am your boy, and also man
Categories:
biometrics, angst
Form: I do not know?