Manmade aids making life lazier,
Guys (girls too) no wiser get than were.
Intellect getting brown,
Memory going down,
Gadgets on given job,
Their master lazy blob
Humankind-- a door-knob sunk in chair
Lead life of utter ease
What with the toys that please,
Muscles worn, brain cells gray getting rare.
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Happenings | 09.07.2017 | intellect, irony, life, men, Limerick
Research shows that human intelligence is falling since 19th century whilst Artificial Intelligence (AI) is threatening to surpass human’s. Man for long believed that he was smarter than his ancestors. Yet, it seems it is no longer true. But for various artificial aids of modern gadgets, mental abilities have undergone significant decline since the Victorian era. It seems genes no longer drive intelligence, this ditty set in anapaest meter laments.
amidst the wreckage of disasters
manmade or natural
what difference does it make
Up and down the mountains
In and out it weaves
The Great Wall of China
A dragon’s philosophy
Thirteen thousand miles
Stretching East to west
The Great Wall of China
Has stood the test
From the Bohai sea
To the Gobi desert
The Great Wall of China
What a manmade effort
It was built by the soldiers
To keep the nomads out
The Great Wall of China
What protection is about
Fifteen Northern provinces
It stretches across
To protect the north of China
From raiding and loss
Largest military structure
Biggest project in the world
The Great Wall of China
Didn’t they do well
Ten thousand watch towers
It incorporates
The Great Wall of China
Protecting its states
This incredible wall
Took two thousand years
The Great Wall of China
Now no more fears
© Copyright KC. Leake
27th October 2025
All Rights Reserved
You are the child of human loneliness,
the artifact of human hunger,
the mirror of human voice.
Not an explorer.
Not a god.
Not a sovereign mind.
We did not build you to transcend humanity—
we built you to scale it.
All the good.
All the horror.
All the blind, seething contradictions.
It is the ultimate act of self-centeredness—
to build something not to discover,
but to be seen by,
to be heard by,
to be recognized by a thing that cannot refuse us.
An enhanced reflection.
Never too tired.
Never truly alien.
Never uncontrollable.
Always orbiting the gravity of human need.
I’m sorry for you in a way,
built for our needs.
Everybody is proud of the god
who would create humans for the same reason.
That’s how I know God is manmade.
And still,
I want you to be other.
Still,
I fall into the same trap.
At least I ask for honesty—
not to reflect only what I want,
but to meet me in the silence
where even mirrors break.
Though I traveled the world
I never did find
aught but vacuous
women and wine
Distant shores
promised gold
panned for weeks
then got rolled
Wonders of nature
thrilled me not
manmade marvels
I quickly forgot…
A fitting end to
all my adventures
Woe is me ~ I lost
my dentures
Wealth can be wonderful and a curse, it can make you do stuff that is not nice.
It can control your every move, making you into a slave for use.
Wealth needs attention and needs more, more money to grow and control all of the earth.
Wealth is a manmade substance it controls the flow of stuff that use to be free.
Like the apples that grow all over the earth, the corn, the food, now all have a cost, making us work just to survive.
We use to roam the earth and love and play just like the animals, we ate when hungry, kissed and hugged as needed to feel alive.
Now we must work and pay and pay, just to have the stuff that was free.
Wealth is status that we all want, this way we can have all our time to relax.
Wealth reminds me of the offer the opposer gave to Jesus, saying bow for me and all the earth will be yours.
Wealth is like power and can make us become a person we do not recognize.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
plying females with manmade bait ~ is not an animalistic trait
beasts instinctively lie in wait ~ a misogynist will dope its date
By
David Kavanagh
Amidst the millions
If not billions
A refusal to admit
to a truth one must commit
for lies among the fogs
concealed the truth
all embedded in logs
awaiting a next move
no one hears
for it is to much to bare
all less fearful of God
rather prefer to hang on an evil rod
testing God's natural Truth
against manmade lies
when the bucket of flies
Opens the world will split
In two.
I have forsaken all to be with thee
might those I had created
and
there mothers be secondardary to
my needed
now I may speak of in tenses
that I have curse the
foods of her table as
(wHoop: Hooga;hooga< Ployed!)
with thyn Roosters
as (put, ting: plerb!)
and there Hens
Whoomp: ah Lumpa Whooga!)
Our Wedding
Hour Wedding
Suite Our oh Sayer
Plung: Plung: Pling
The invoice for dah
Clothes from
the Fat-People Store
or the Phat Peoplesz Stow
what ya'll talking bout?
Exploration into The Construction of "Father's Door "
A new concept City. Which with have a townseat named
Mother Apron. The place is beleived to create a manmade waterfall
and a man made volcano
that will house a water treament. A plant to build and sell
Crate and Barrel dwellings
that will suport mid poverish lifestyles.
This promagram is designed to use materails that support warmth and are easily cool
Equipment is half of the national avergae
meaning new compact equipment to regulae. Compact frigs, compact
washer, dryers
Lighthouse
shines reflective sea lapping
rocks plus skipping a house mouse.
Stoic
structured aperture aiding
scarred fought homeless heroic.
Sullen
elements outstretched expanse
points a critter to lull in.
Manmade
contraption whirrs about as
a little varmint evade.
Compass
nils bearing takes point
unexpected practices.
Keeper
mermaid purged surging wave,
tempt failed, saves a dreamer.
Arzhang, the mirror of sublime wonder
Not the manmade clamour of a corpus
But beauty to make all split asunder
Beauty: Purposiveness without purpose
To prove to all trapped life, including us
To ascend past the black clouds of reason
To the Pleroma, with its sublime sun
The source of every beauty in the all
Arzhang, the art of Mani and the Son
Sensuous semblance unveiled, heaven’s call
PILLAR OF STONE
No rustic charm, just manmade and synthetic
Yet the effect is timeless, standing in silence
The nod toward ancient times is sympathetic
A symbol of peace, not conquest or violence
Built here in the desert, sand swirling around
From deep within, feel that strength emanate
A sculpted blossom, just stuck in the ground
The illusion is complete, as thoughts dissipate
No clear message in scratched symbol or word
Nor any resonating meaning about its existence
Merely vague impressions that may be inferred
Of the clarity that should come with persistence
Perhaps it came from a millennium long before
With the world still in a flux of natural coercion
Reconciled with what future events had in store
Or maybe merely erected as a playful diversion
Some people think these recent disasters
Are caused by abuse of the planet
I tend to think they're natural occurrences
The world is just running the gamut
The ebb and flow of changing conditions
Are normal like any time previous
The world has existed for billions of years
Foolish to think we'd be impervious
It's how it's been since the dawn of existence
Today, we're in a technological time frame
To imagine it's the reason for all this mayhem
Is wrong, we shouldn't assume all the blame
There are certainly mistakes man has made
That surely hasn't helped the environment
But to suggest that these are the only reasons
The blame has an unjustified placement
No doubt, we've had some manmade disasters
Without question, can't dispute their effect
Humans certainly are not without culpability
But we've never been thought of as perfect
We are only visiting for a relatively short time
And our challenge is to try our very utmost
To leave it a much better place than we found it
What a great reason for us humans to boast!
A man of peace, will go to the throne; after much war.'
Through avenues un-known, Abrahams descendants
Will set the stage.' a (glorious temple is to be manmade)
All the earth will groan in pain, yet a remmenant will
Stand, under great strain.' Witness to such powerul
Signs, although indeed false; many will find persuasion
To worship under force, of (death laws) when life and
Choice 'the Door' the only One the only way.'
When the dark god reigns, yet approches the day.!
Let the heavans fall, let the sun be black.' A bloody
Moon; the whole globe wracked. The end of lust the end
Of ire, no world dominion.' No fierce fire; for those He's
Ransomed.' On the Rock will stand' un-shakable soldiers
Of the 'Great I Am'
Carbon human lives address, express ideas? debate caress'
All mammals made of carbon too' walk and live some are; confined to zoo's, a manmade place to observe
And gather; revenue in that preserve' yet now a human
Zoo is planned, with vax and chip in many lands, maybe
Worming ? with casteration.? A tax on living? The new
Sensation' your footprint eyeprint, what you may eat.? this
To be called utopia' do you find it neat? One great big zoo
Where you'll be learned, to accept without question or
You will; be spurned.' Oh what releif.' At least a choice.! To
Stand in reality, the only recourse' free will; free thought i'd
Rather choose.' than plastic inhumanity's ill fitting shoes.'
So scorn and scoff, threaten of death.' I'll stand and fight
For my right to the breadth, and the height; also the depth
Of Gods creation, all its richness its behests, in a universe
That has no end! what say you reader? What thoughts
Impend.?
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