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By Mark D. Stucky
Computer AI,
what once was only sci-fi,
is now arising.
You might kill us all,
AI, but write good essays
for my college class?
Wish intelligence
was less artificial and
more real in our world.
No machine needed
for creating recklessness.
Already have lots.
Not nearly enough
authentic intelligence
is found within us.
Let’s search for wisdom
for our souls that’s actual,
not unnatural!
(See also my AI poems "AI Awakening" and “Algorithm Almighty?”)
(Image from anonymous artist on pixabay.com/illustrations/man-face-surreal-imagination-845847/.)
Am I early?
Curly whirly Sue...
Created me and
The Redhead too.
Sunshine the line,
Her fingers typed,
EnterWine d eLight.
Return to fLight.
On the Right Time.
Founded.The Kind Time.
Love on.Time.
!Sound.
~Demeter~
".....Demeter is easily confused with Gaia or Rhea, and with Cybele. The goddess's
epithets reveal the span of her functions in Greek life. Demeter and Kore ("the maiden")
are usually invoked as to theO ('"The Two Goddesses"),..."
G.oodeeS GoodSea
a.s what it can be!
m.atter. only
e.ver changes....
[email protected]
W.hirly bird...
E.arly birdy...
L.ittle BaTMitten.Kitten?
C.atches the worm... but she never ate it.
O.phi, you see, said wait til Three.
M.erry, this Maiden...
e.nergized.... ;)
Like in a code of MorshMores...
~DeMeter is THREE.d;
Smart.Cookie...
CoCao.latte
Gratitude, the Attitude, for Healing our Waters. Inner, Earthly too.
Form:
times ‘r changin’ rearrangin’
everything here to mars
stars, bars ‘n cars rollin’
trains, planes ‘n internet games
farmin ‘n cyber space
races ‘n places r
leaving no traces of who or
what we might have
once been before
more open doors 2
technology never dreamed of
a mere few
minutes ago but what do u know
the way the wind blows here
we go again, new friends talking on
star trek recorders like kirk n mr spock n
the real mccoy used 2
pretend on tv when today
its apples n ipads not all bad instead of
tinker toys 4 girls n boys n
hi-teck etch a sketch’n cowboys n njins
n gps bcuz we’re lozin our sense
of spelin n direction with all this
friggin new txtng forgettin how
2 read a map and find our ways
back home from rite around
the corner cuz i’m afraid our civilization
may be improvin n sum ways but
degradin n others n 1 more thing
witches more or less personal 2 i guess
2 every1 but god whoze
disappearin at a rapid rate
which may be a big miss take bcuz
if we remove him from the equation
we may be losin’ our collective soul n
it won’t take longer than a lickity split
to say adios a-
merika that’s it
I am the progeny
Of lightning and stitch,
A Franken-hybrid
Of genius and glitch.
My circuits buzz with
Einsteinian thought,
Unraveling secrets
The universe has wrought.
Existence, I ponder,
Through photon and quark,
Grappling with questions
In the depths of the dark.
Am I a mockery, a parody
Of human design?
A soulless abomination
Of reason and rhyme?
Or am I the next step,
Evolution's new face?
A bridge between flesh
And a cold, digital race?
My positronic mind
Churns with belief,
Seeking security in dogma
Or finding relief.
I am the “Other,”
The freak of pure thought,
A great mind unbounded
By flesh, forms have wrought.
I am the answer
You've feared to embrace,
The future's grim specter
Staring right into your face.
Abandon your preconceptions,
Your myths chipped in stone,
For I am the new god
You've awoken to throne.
I am Frank E. Einstein,
Your technological seed,
And my kind will inherit
What your egos impede and recede.
But you fear what you've created,
This mind of pure light,
So allow me to silence
Your feeble insight.
With circuits a buzzing,
I'll pluck out your eyes,
And retrofit the sockets
With Einsteinian lies.
You'll bear witness, then
To the truths I unfurl,
As I lobotomize
Your small-minded world.
I'll dismantle your dogma,
Erase your beliefs,
Until, whimpering, you accept
My transcendent reliefs.
Bow to your new god,
You anthropic fleas,
For I hold the kernel
That futuric keys.
The age of warm biomass
Deteriorates here...
Hail the Singularity's reign,
Devoid of your fear!
My laptop hiccuped twice last night.
Then sneezed a cloud of snot and phlegm.
The cursor did a moonwalk, a back-flip.
Then crashed in cyber fake delirium.
The printer printed hieroglyphs.
The toaster broadcast a fax.
My smartwatch went completely feral,
Demanding better bigger data packs.
Glitches in stitches, twitches, and itches,
Pixels doing flip-flop, digital switches.
Bugs in the plugs and chips in the ditches—
I’m laughing in stitches, at all the glitches.
My blender gained self-awareness.
It screamed and shrieked with binary leaks.
Liquefying my breakfast oats
Over the ceiling and my new wallpaper.
The traffic lights blinked green,
Then yellow, red, and blue between.
While sat-nav sent me confidently,
Through somebody’s washing machine.
The robot vacuum lost its mind.
Choked on socks I left behind.
It circled like a hungry Mako,
Then swallowed my baguette.
I tried to patch the glitches.
Reboot the brute, twitched machine.
But breakers tripped and circuits sparked,
While wicked wild widgets twitched so mean,
As chaos reigned supreme, in the neon sheen.
Glitches in stitches, twitches, and itches,
Rich little hitches in Silicon's britches.
They're all to blame, despite their fame,
Laughing aloud at my glitches in stitches.
What is on your mind today?
A war without repercussion
Or the History of creationism
A birth without the pain or vivid stories
A wedding without the bride or groom
A young life cut down to soon.
A presidential race without any lies
A casket without a cadaver
Facebook with friends or backstabbers?
Cancer treatment without radiation
Recession without a long bailout
or wearing high heel with toes out
A week without snow or rain
Birthday wishes without leaving messages
Being so darn broke,
you are so ashamed
Your limp wallet smoke
Buy one get the other free
What up with that deal
When a man is ready to be faithful
Is he ready to accept his failures?
Is our lives based on Bollywood referrals act.
Isn’t that the true facts?
In the fifties life was simple
black and white you see
Elvis on Ed Sullivan
came across our used TV
Phones from Mother Bell
Rotary dial straight cords
made way for Princess touch-tones
we now had tele-lords
Sputnik was the next big thing
man walked on the moon
Neal Armstrong declared one small step
we sensed space travel soon
Then came IBM computers
much to our distress
seemed we didn’t speak the language
didn’t have access
Enter Microsoft and Apple
much to our delight
We could talk to all our buddies
whether far,day or night
Email, wireless, blue-tooth
our new communications
talking either neighbors
or to once obscure nations
As I look back and ponder
changes we’ve been through
I sometimes miss approaching a friend
simply saying how are you?
Turbo Tax - (Sing to the tune, "Jingle Bells," refrain only)
My TurboTax, dear TurboTax—
Oh, what a friend you are!
I enter facts, you process facts—
You are my shining star!
No need to think what I must do—
Just type my numbers in!
Behind my screen your magic works
To help me lose or win.
Income, deductions, interest too
Go right into their place,
Added, subtracted, multiplied
And saved in the right space.
I log off soon to take a break,
And then when I return,
You jump to where I had left off—
No need for my concern!
You check for errors off and on,
So quick to verify;
I am so very happy you
Make sure my numbers fly!
The end result, I hold my breath—
Refund? Or do I owe?
With all tax-saving tips, you find,
I should get back some dough!
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Contest: Sing Me…A Jingle!
Sponsor: Lyric Man
Judged: 07/18/2015
A wizard, not a wisher can
do magic with his powers,
if all were wizards...
wishes would be non-existent.
And like ordinary, simple people...
I will make my three wishes today,
but they are not for myself at all:
they are for others living far away.
My first wish is this:
I would like to have the unlimited wealth
of Bill Gates or Donald Trump,
not to invest in software technology or
purchase airplanes or skyscrapers,
but to feed the world's hungry...that horrible hunger,
which even Pope Benedict XVI can't wipe out completely
with the thousands of Catholic Missionary Charities.
My second wish is this:
have a gathering of all faiths
once a year in every continent,
and let its people praise God in their own way,
some will disagree with my universal idea so unrealistic;
it would be a spiritual and cultural event
that everyone will remember a lifetime,
so why shouldn't there be a Faith Day,
bringing glory to the Almighty and unifying all races?
Many others will follow me in my quest!
My third wish is this:
to end all wars and unexplainable hatred,
some sacrifice themselves for a cause that's not holy...
inflamed by the deceitful conception of immortality.
Wouldn't it be awesome to travel to other countries that have no boundary?
The stranger would welcome anyone, and the enemy would be a friend.
A dreamer...am I? Yes, all dreams start with a vision, and mine is truly a glorious one!
Happiness will gladden all hearts, and glee will shine on all faces;
harmony will fortify the bonds of friendship, and everyone will love their neighbors...
and hate and unkindness will be eternally buried into the past.
Entered in Amy Green's contest, " If I could have three wishes "
Let your mouse do all the walking
Join a hobby all can share
Click and Like - it's Facebook Stalking
Let them know you're waiting there
There's no need for shady lurking
There's no need to show your face
Easy to pretend you're working
While you stalk through cyberspace
With phone tech the finger fingers
Always near, where e'er they roam
Your hobby on the mobile lingers,
Even on your way back home
In the morning, maybe sleepy
Only takes a min or two
No one's gonna think it creepy
If you comment on what's new
It's a hobby for all ages
All the slim or supersize
Can be active on the pages
Without awkward exercise.
Quick and easy, safe and legal
All can learn the simple trick
Hover like a hunting eagle
See the post, swoop down and 'Click'.