Programmed Poems - Poems about Programmed

("The Mothership", 2024, original encaustic photo collage) The Programmed Mind Riding our brain waves What we do and say and think Finds a lasting home At whatever level Those vibrations take us. Do we remember our dreams What we did, said and thought As the relaxed state of REM sleep Molds us, solidifying or disrupting, Our daytime persona? Do we consciously seek out Our own reprogramming In deep prayer...

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Our environment has programmed us not to think things out. The information onslaught has rampaged into our lives, hurrying us to the next task with no time to consider what it is what we are actually accomplishing....

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Our environment has programmed us not to think things out, the information onslaught has rampaged into our lives, hurrying us to the next task with no time to consider what it is what we are actually accomplishing....

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MY ROBOT BENNY I have a robot at home, his name is Benny, Who is also, extremely office friendly. He wakes me up every morning, As a new day is dawning, And taps my hand, ever so gently. I wanted him dressed in a vibrant colour, So he was delivered to me in red suited armour, With extremities of a shiny silvery pallor! He...

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Awaking I find with a click of the eyes, Little rectangles all colors floating, Floating and waiting suspended in my brain, so I “Choose morning duties” – there’s an app for that, A rectangle lights up, “Feed the cat.” “Put on your shoes,” a link I click, “Go walking,” my eyes blink “, and I get my coat; “Arrow down...

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"Smile and laugh when necessary," Was what the program said, "Innocent bliss must be apparent, But add strictness if needed." And so around the class that she Was put to study in, She was a bouncing ball of fun With an iron core within. "Be polite, never talk back," The code this time meant, "Be prudent, and be practical, Be modest and yet intelligent." So when at...

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I was born here. You were born there. I was raised here. You where raised there. I was educated here. You were educated there. I have my beliefs. You have your beliefs. We do not agree. We may go to war. If I were born there. If you were born here. Things would be the same. We are twice programmed, genetically at conception and socially by the culture we are...

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dense clouds cuddle third dimensional incarnations free of birth and death immortal we exist evolved beings colored bugs expansion of self concept harvesting white smoke sky opening in silent symphony we are programmed...

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Rolling along like a stumbling tumbleweed, Programmed youth respond like robots. Social norms are tightening tourniquets, Restricting the flux of creative flow. Wiggle room is considered a luxury. Churches corral and prod like cattle. Spoon-fed youth shackled to fantasy Are taught to rebuke science as fraud. Rebellion begins with autonomous thought. Logic tramples faith based dictation. Live like Jesus, but know that the Bible Was written...

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