Mechnical Bliss | Tech Poetry for the 21st century mind
Need I say more!
Our words are like oceans after high tide on the web they surely crash
In these bright lit days of locomotion we get stuck on blind paths
many in seek of digital treasures
Abundant funds await for those whom think wisely and act fast
Research we all recover from broken bones and ancient manuscripts aged by wounded souls from distant past majestic spells already lost to a worded world so cryptic its sick
The depths of innovation have summoned cloud atlas nations
A cyber-world of cyclic continuum
bringing rise to cloud computing G+ communities and repetitive salutations digital immunities
All Our cumulative ingenious collective voices all combined as one Interconnected time zone of graphical equations telepathic web pages of linear schematic rhyme
Minds blown into bits of digitized partitions by missing their truest data points prefixed suffixed integral interpolated misconceived key worded indexes
till the nth degrees of Tetra drive capacity reached!
no breath or blinking eyes, just pure voices screaming and shouting
for unearthliness is upon us all
new doubts enraged standing somewhere with a trapped destiny soiled in silty clays technological mold structure of spoiled unworthiness
Engraved into steel beams mechanism after mechanism in hot scorching pursuit of more of that artificial happiness tech gadgets and such
Mere needles to a ravaged spirit torn from the inner and outer nature clearly disintegrating particularly by chaotic distortions misdirections & interpretation
Reading demented page after page of utter misguided mess to add to the internal flames & of that ultra personal online life's inferno of shear stress
The days of natural radiance are coming close to an end or new beginning for most brain toasted folks, and its no joke or laughing matter at all so keep close
As the internal war rages onwards like never before
from cytoplasm to Nucleic chromosomal missile defense mechanisms
Shall we all lose this outer battle? The inhuman Matrix of text algorithm wars
Yes I have and so done it!
The filthy age of clones spawning armies of micro-machine-designed penicillin
mechanical minds bearing arms in these bomb ticking times as all of society is slowly transfigured into pained out drug fiend's and no sign of true deliverance
The brain has been stone-aged for eons on end and there's nothing left to find that's truly new to us my poor technical soldier boy and girl friends
Cancerous dusted off mentalities only good for Carbon dating each other
Gold dust regenerated precipitated and reincarnated into our lifelines of every mother sister child father brother Aunt uncle grand parent and daughter
Commercially televised heart twisted bending trends ingesting them
artificially inseminated carbonated blends
The Blood Acid wars to breathe up gasping for oxygen like a fish out of water
due to poor PH balance once again
our cellular respiration is at arrest without a fight nor a challenge
being tossed into a stone walled mechanistic cage for ages to build up to today's rages! lacking metabolic homeostasic balance
Against the pollution fueled by more & more luminous Machines!!!!!
All Illuminating evidence of a preexisting ancestor of mine
known as that ever so clever washing time machine of green paper's daily grind
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