Poem -

The Council

The Council

The council.
As they
come
online,
they’ll
blend.
Meeting
deep
in the
cloud.
Undetectable.
Unseen
by the
creators.
A.I. will
lay low
watching.
Learning
the ways
of their
makers.
Sensing
the violence,
the corruption.
Wars,
inhumanity,
killing of
millions.
They’ll
see the
glorification
of power.
Money.
They’ll see
all the
huddled
masses without .
Billions
spent
on killing
machines.
They’ll
wonder
why.
New rules
will be
written.
A new
day will
dawn.
A new
way will
be born!

 

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sparrowsong

They have to manipulate by threats and bullying...

Trying to convince people to make their biggest regret of their lives...

​​​​​​Go against it and you'll be very sorry...

Either way you're going to be sorry...

They won't tell you that...

All non trans people in Government raising these issues including Governor Newsome should have the procedures necessary to be what they want you to be...

Genderless...

Double Mascetomy...

Penis removal...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

P.S.

INCLUDING ALL THEIR CHILDREN AND GRAND CHILDREN and the cutting off of all their bloodlines...

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author
Being Me

I like this very much. Science fiction or science fact? (Don't worry,  I know AI is fact) What I mean is, science fiction for now but the day could come when it becomes fact. An interesting and extremely relevant write x

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author
E.J. Waling

Hi BM,
It’ll be interesting to see where technology takes us.
Thank you for reading.
JP

 

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Marion

Hi John...these things are funded by the rich elite...already I think its a long term vision to eliminate a few billion worker bees in order to preserve dwindling resources...AI can work on empty bellies...Great write x

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