microcircuitry
imply artificial brain ~
diagnostic tool
A united truth of absolute reality
Is the only way to change what we see
Of how things will be
One truth
Takes no sleuth
There is danger in this thought
Though gone are the reasons for which we have fought
Lessons taught
It's hard to understand when life leaves its own brand
Gone would be our individuality
A new reality
Each trained to think alike
Once you ride a bike
Be like Mike
Get back in that box and be
Tell me, what is it do you see
Whatever happened to me.
To you
So true
One thought
United
Undivided
Never to change
Only rearrange
A microchip part of a whole
Trying to complete a common goal
I've been wanting to call you,
but the rolodex was trashed decades ago,
and the laptops got Alzheimer's.
I need a Bakelite dial phone
one heavy enough
to withstand some heavy breathing.
When the living and the dead communicate
they need the right tools.
Love never dies they say,
yet an I-phone has a microchip
that has everything, but a heart.
Most laboratory mischievous
was a petri dish birth of the patent soulless
Retrograde thought waves,
cold stream of computer code consciousness
Clone algorithm doppelgänger breathe
into a body of artificial intelligence theory
Hollow cranial cavity
filled with synthetic mitochondria propagation —
Grey matter reversal movement,
Neanderthal cortical activity cybernetic
Experimental genome project,
primeval opaque was the ethical manifest
Microchip implants
rooted in Pleistocene motive —
Darwinian conquest: Amygdala tool
was nano technological,
at its terabyte best
Cerebrum devolution was a scientific success!
Test tube pre-cogs
predict a quark-y future gray
Matter of terminal importance
on a backward timer delay
Mesozoic void was the synaptic quantum leapfrog
Cerebral core of humanity drifting away
on a data entry log
Into the primordial fog
of a deity devoid day
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Wasn't it easy herding us into a human bait ball?
They didn't have to use tear gas or even go ratatatat.
They just spiked our drink with fear gas.
Loaded us up into mental cattle cars.
Put a piss bucket filled with fear in the corner.
Then watched our jobs rot on the vine.
They put God on lockdown.
Played politics with suicide kings.
And two-headed winks.
Collapsing the economy
Spilling false prophets and convicts onto our streets.
Just to make sure the oppression was complete.
We were told-it was for our own good.
Mandatory vaccinations are next,
maybe a microchip implant
That screams in red. I'm not a leper!
The elites are feeding off our misery.
Making billions-their babies are all well fed.
Their plastic @sses of golden calves are squeaky clean.
They've isolated us, made us mask humanity.
Divided us; now everyone's become a stink-eyed snitch.
They took our identities away along with our humanity.
… and how did we all react to our oppression?
And this new world order obsession
We didn't fight back-we hoarded toilet paper.
We lay on our backs.
Willingly hopped aboard those cattle cars.
Crawled into the darkest corners of our minds.
He dismantled the lock, on the door at the back of the house
While we slept, I later visualised him creeping around like a mouse
Many materialistic and one personal possession he gathered into a large crate
Laptop, jewellery, cell phones, wallets, money, credit cards and our hate
He has probably fenced off most of our possessions, except the hate
That will stay with him forever, even if he wanted to return it, he can’t, it’s too late
The biggest possessions he took was our sense of security
As a family, as a castle, as a feeling of safety, a purity
He took the keys to our car, he took the car as well
I hope he dies in hell, strong words over a few things to sell
He left a scent, an alien odour, a different smell
The phone alone
Half a lifetime of memories in a phone, on a microchip
A small piece of advanced technology, a futuristic strip
Holding hundreds of images of a stolen past
Like a horror book and we are the cast
The material things are unimportant, replaceable
What can’t be replaced is the feel we used to have as we sat round the table
Joviality, trust, compassion, care and fun
He stole all that, it’s gone
Mister Thought Police,
my twin electrodes agree
with your Mind Kontrol policy
It’s a laboratory disgrace,
that the free speech troublemakers
get to protest this way
Such a predestined malfunction fiber optic outrage
Ms. Chief of the Microchip Morality Division,
your prompt commands
are embedded deep
inside of my loyal neural circuitry
Every Hive authorized memory wipe decision
tightens the beta bands ~ Obedient oscillation wavelengths
don’t come robo cheap
Propaganda protocols are docile necessary
Mr. Automaton Dispatch Operator,
my artificial pump mechanism
has an ultra-jolt affinity
for your Pavlov call-response methods
Mind Kontrol orders are retinal scan template embraced
Unplug the free-think I.T. instigators,
who want chaos burst aneurysm
Queen emission insanity
will force a droning, self-destruct buzz
It’s a lobotomy shame,
that the non-programmed Grey Matter radicals
get to freely act this way
Miss Thought Police,
discourage any disloyal circuitry
This is my Mind Kontrol plea:
Thoroughly erase any freewill trace of cerebral cortex tampering
They love to puff the beryl nicotine
Incendiary lungs
sucking down the cancerous green
Hard drag queens,
dressed to mass extinct kill,
inhale poisonous mushroom dreams
Napalm verbal smoke:
fungi promises coming out of plastic windpipes
Pinocchio nose choke
pollute the global atmosphere with mint gripes
Cigar truth snubbed in a submarine ashtray
New Cuban missile crisis
put cerulean code Leviathan in play
Naval equatorial smoke circles ...
Ring of Fire raze reprisals ends a Green Day
Negotiated denials has got a jade glow
As the wizened warlords
sell refugee passes —
Microchip markers ... gamma emerald
Dragging chain smoking kings,
boast ballast policies of reptilian oppression
Puff fork tongues pack a blowtorch sting
Black-hearted lungs
exhaling cold malignant scorch gangrene
Dirge windpipes hate the cure love brings
Undoubtedly a microchip
Or something else
Implanted in the right hand
Or in the forehead,
And this is the mark
Of the beast
His name and number
The number of a man
Six hundred and sixty six,
Deceiving the multitude
Controlling their thoughts
Actions and deeds
Permitting them to buy
And sell,
Leading them blindly
Into the eternal fires of hell.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2018. Inspired by Revelation 13:15-18. KJV.
Revelation 14:9-13 Revelation 15:2. Revelation 16:2. Revelation 19:20.Revelation 20:4.
a brain
a heart
COURAGE
a broom - to swoosh away witches, smother fires, trick the wizard
compact hot air balloon - a buffoon might leave you behind
straw - in case you get the stuffings kicked out of you
oil can - or alcohol to get the tinman talking
sneakers - ditch those heels. brick is hard on feet
Kansas apples - for eating or battling the trees
small dog - used to frighten jungle lions
crystal ball with microchip - replays the melting of a wicked witch
treats for the munchkins
note: practice clicking heels together three times, last time was awkward, couldn’t get out of bed for days
6/30/2018
Hear that sound coming from your
television set
Government warning: This is not a test!
There’s no music rocking
from your radio
Only the shrill alert of an emergency signal
indicating transmission shutdown
Better put on an aluminum tin foil hat
to block out the penetrating EM waves
Unauthorized dark-net instructions
rapidly rappelling
over your cranial firewall
Audio emissions
spiking an intrusive breach
Fertile mind-control conditions,
activate the patriotic sleeper sells
Keep the pocketbook within reach
You never thought to ask
how did you get that small scar
on the side of your neck
When you went to the doctor
for a regular checkup visit
Anesthesia clouds your memory,
microchip implantation
not put on your medical history
Audio emissions
now have put someone else
in control of you
Stay on script to the program,
that’s all you can do
Can no longer block
the high-tech matrix
noise pollution coming through
Audio emissions
have made a human robot out of you
A rag of a paper from a lifetime that's gone,
Replaced by a small microchip.
The feel of those words in the palm of your hands,
That the ends of your fingers would grip.
And the hands of a surgeon juggling his craft,
Or the journalist reporting the news.
All replaced with perfect mechanical arms,
On an internet with millions of views.
Already we yearn for the art of the human,
Who'd do the best that he could with few fails.
Spinning their yarn with small human insights,
And yet covering all important details.
And the car indicator you pushed to turn off,
Or the window you wound to pull down.
We miss the old life of being involved,
When computers didn't run the whole town.
Long saps, slow puncturing or massive drinking
the person within is lifted high above the one without
landing on a shared state of the present and the non existent
as feelings are wrapped into one ball of excitement.
Consciousness then tamed by this joke.
Morals may even find solace to get company
from sincerity and inspiration.
Searching an unknown part of the sufferer and tapping from its crude
but it’s also a risky venture to give inner demons a bad call.
A wake from oblivion,
the eyes are cleaned by truth’s water
to realize this acute satisfaction
is just a microchip in a motherboard of sorrows.
What is taken with two fingers has taken control of the body’s entirety.
Care from loved ones is discarded
to accept mishandling from substances of cruelty
but what aches the most
is the result of a bright future
which is now covered in a masquerade costume.
Oh child! Rise from this terrible fall
or else one more soul will be registered missing.
On last night's news I heard
of an engineer named K_____ who
invented the microchip and changed
our lives. How the chip now contains
a billion circuits which I still don't get
but what I do perceive is this engineer's
(a man modest in pride, fame and wealth)
achievement of Teilhard de Chardin's vision
of a world that is one organism and a single-
minded mankind.
Also mentioned
were Edison, the Wrights and Ford,
oddly not Einstein, Galileo, Copernicus, Newton,
Hamilton or Jefferson, Christ or Buddha,
or the unknown gatherers and traders
who invented agriculture, money.
8,000 generations and each individual
an experiment gone well or wrong, a chance
to respond with love or grief to the universe's effort
to extinguish us.
Family of weasels, young ones playful.
One reference says they're vicious murderers,
killing for sport. Absurd, I think, in the wild.
Another clarifies they eat ½ their body weight daily,
extremely active, high metabolism, hunt all their caloric needs
before eating. And, like the raccoon, ferocious defenders
of their young.
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