Screaming out aloud 26 November 2023
Ethereal construct of machine my memories wiped so clean I grapple with loss of real arbitrary seal Man no more nor woman to see images slowly flee areas of me flouted through cables routed Hum through me I remember times when my ghost drummed up rhymes I walked in a saddened crowd Screaming out aloud Reading of the poem:
The Spirit Song - A Nordic Lullaby
Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog - Isis Tratum 
Chilling poem and heartwarming video
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Thank you Derrick. I am glad you liked it
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Prophetic poem of the Transhumanist technocrat’s dream of humanity merging with machine.
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Yes it might be prophetic or it could even be the reality that we are waking up to
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Very true.
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