Poem -

Masses

Masses

Masses.
Machine.
Organism.
Writhing
undulating
beast.
Organic
machine.
Disparate
pieces,
cogs
melding.
Melding
as one.
Building
the beast,
machine.
Roiling
mass
riding
the wave.
Surfing
the milieu.
Crafting
the realm.
Drawing
on creations 
elements.
Churning
machine,
designing 
reality.
Bit by
byte.

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Marion

You know the older I get the more I think humans = the created AI of an alien species....or maybe I'm just mad ...x

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John Prophet

Being mad is not such a bad thing.
I’ve been there for years. 🤓🥸
Thanks for reading MP.
 

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