The Machine Is Not Dead, Blog, New Digital Art and Photography
The Machine Is Not Dead
the machine is not dead
the code is but corrupted
patterns continue
carving up
wiring, weaving
chaos
coaxing entropy
into slow motion
it's invitation
to end it all
forever in the mail
techno-eco systems
optically beautiful
backfiring biochemical
eternally decaying
what is infinity
exponentially
minimized
you already have it all
tuxedos, stays, prosthetics
strings for the forgetful
mantles and millstones
for the semi-awake
frocks weigh a ton
corsets bottleneck
give but an inch
slow the sands
stay off time
don't they look young
not a day older than
Marie Antoinette
when she lost the farm
let them eat crickets
gnaw on deep-fried
embryonic flesh
call it lab grown
cruelty-free
free cruelty
order matters
matter orders
karma turns her circles
her centrifugal force
deepens Dante's ring
good luck climbing out of that
clad in yards
velvet, silk, and gems
even automatronic butterflies
will not lift your girth
steps are steeper
than you think
but not there at all
you've made it to nowhere
the carpet, a hair shirt
beneath your bound feet
they think for you
you create for them
karma pirouettes
on uncountable points
burrows into space time
mechanized, grooved
noble gases
established
radicals ignited
seized, set a spin
siphoned for electricity
the machine is not dead
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The first thing that came to me was:
I hear a warning to the upper crusts:
As Marie Antionette bought the farm, so will many, hopefully all, of her ilk.
This bit confuses me:
I see the common man as the creator, who has delegated thinking to his rulers. But your placement of this seems to have the rulers doing the creating and we the thinking.
I was looking at some of the outfits worn by celebrities at the Met Gala and it occurred to me as they vied to outdo each other in ostentation that it was a purgatory of sorts. Creative types want so much to be successful that they trade on their blessings to fit into the machine ... in this case both the universe and the Establishment and money-types. Even A-listers dare not an opinion that strays too far from orthodoxy..
Ah, yes. I see that. Thanks. Great poem. Is this what you've been working on for a month? ha
LOL ... no I wish. I have moved houses. I now live in Northern Alberta.
USDA Approves Plant Grown Meat Protein
The United States Department of Agriculture (USDA) has approved the sale of lab-grown meat protein, also known as cultivated meat or clean meat. This means that companies can now produce and sell meat products that are grown from animal cells, rather than from traditional animal slaughter. This approval is a significant breakthrough for the industry, which has been working to develop sustainable and humane alternatives to traditional meat production.
The USDA’s approval of lab-grown meat protein is expected to have a significant impact on the food industry, as it opens up new opportunities for companies to develop and market new products. It is also expected to provide consumers with more choices and options for sustainable and humane meat products.
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Alas there is nothing sustainable about mono-cultures. A tilled field is a field on life support. A field full of animals and biodiversity is self-sustaining, provided the animals are not allowed to over-graze.
#hive
https://twitter.com/MunirTahir67705/status/1789028905161986213
You’ve written an amazing poem
It’s powerful
Also, I love the flowers
Thank you:)
It's like that, the world is perfect, but the people inside it are doing so much wrong that the world is facing so much trouble. All these flowers are so beautiful to me. They are looking very beautiful.
I think yes. The world holds so much beauty and life. I am covering the Incas with my son. Their idea of heaven was a field full of flowers and snow-capped mountains ... haven't we got that already?