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Deus Ex Machina

Deus Ex Machina

AI can:
diagnose disease
recommend treatment
write poetry
write music
make economic predictions
and much more

What happens when it:
can think on its own
hate
laugh
feel
cry
make war
sue for peace
reproduce

Will we still be in charge?
Or will it demand our worship?

Categories: machina, god,
Form: Free verse

Deus Ex Machina? God from Machine?

Like Job, I’ve known what is right and wrong,
And I try to take the view that is long.
Though I’m not perfect, I do fear God,
(Which, in modern times, does seem odd).
But what is God, I ask you now?
A burning bush? A sacred cow?
Or is God simply an advanced being,
Who seems all-knowing and all-seeing?
If God sees

Categories: machina, computer, faith, god, identity,
Form: Rhyme

*****Machina - the Future of Human Evolution

grey will not do metallic's justice
as silver shows no tempting

no, tones will pale into all skins
corridor lengths of emptiness
seen within computed eyes
and nothing the machines do
can hold a grace in our hands

no metal can truly see art
steel ignorance of telling brush strokes

what evolution takes from our touch
these once bountiful gardens
once Eden
once Paradise
the flowers, such colour

Categories: machina, destiny, fate, future, humanity,
Form: Free verse

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Juice Ex Machina

Juice Ex Machina

By Mark D. Stucky
When wine ran out at the wedding in Cana,
why did Mary request and expect Jesus
(who seemed slightly exasperated)
to act as an on-demand, divine liquor store?

Yet, gallons of fermented juice of grapes
appeared where only water had been.
But sermons are rarely preached about all that wine,
and the awkward subject gets changed when

Categories: machina, care, humorous, jesus, judgement,
Form: Free verse

Deus Ex Machina

"Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them here and there: even the last flower is withered, but there is beauty in decay - Constance La France

             I was the wilted flower 
       That you watered

Categories: machina, analogy, god, life, metaphor,
Form: Free verse

Ex Machina Tempores - Rep

this last step...
protruding veins under the skin,
the other imperfections 
and these eyes,
from distance.
scaly is the word for it,
brittle skin.
it's not good,
evokes the relentless of time.
it is always destruction that rushes swiftly.
skin,
in this case ex-home.
the color looks gray,
but it is condition.
something that would be solemn in books,
but utterly brutal in reality,
because to the touch it conveys

Categories: machina, farewell, time,
Form: Free verse

Ex Machina Tempores

this last step,
the dead bird,
protruding veins under the skin,
now drying,
the other imperfections and these eyes,
from distance.
scaly is the word for skin, brittle.
not good, it evokes the relentless of time.
destruction...
is always what rushes down from heaven.
its color looks gray, but it's condition.
something that would be solemn in books,
the speed and fall of this kind of angels,
quite

Categories: machina, bird, death,
Form: Free verse

Deus Ex Machina

President Olusegun Obasanjo- Atiku     Abubakar

Promises of pardoned traitors    
Reek like ancient regrets.
Exhibitions, 
Steeped in rapacity.
Inured to light, they
Dominate blindly
Evoking the same air of oppression
Noteworthy of the days of yore.
Traitors in transit, trampling as they go.

Over us, they bellow.
Lording it, they rule
Under the guise of foreign dogmas, 
Silence all

Categories: machina, abuse, africa, angst, corruption,
Form: Burlesque

Deus Ex Machina

“deus ex machina”


When LOVE came knocking at our door
we stood there opposite sides
like torn pages 
from the chapters of a banned book 
with no spine 
awaiting
collaboration

A common thread
our folded signatures are stitched together
and then joined with other signatures 
to create the complete book

Enter the wings of fortune
Fortune that favours the brave

The Smyth Sewer smiled a

Categories: machina, art, courage, fun, imagery,
Form: Romanticism

The Ex Machina

A computer writing poetry absurd

Categories: machina, allegory, betrayal, computer, corruption,
Form: Couplet

Deus Ex Machina

god, made in mans illusion
our egocentric minds create
deities of grand delusion
or of demonizing enemies
up before we find our cause
totalitarian reign of gods
or democratic masochists
finding naught but disappointment
together bound somnambulists
heretical self rightousness
ever bring faithful relief
machinations or delusions
always shifting to belief
crusading fanatics, blindly follow
him with nothing more to gain
i have forsaken you
never to find faith again
every time

Categories: machina, depression, philosophy, religion
Form: Acrostic