Time, it’s
running
out.
The way
things were
will be
no more.
Tribes will
vanish,
blend.
Thinking
aligns.
Technology
sculpts.
Individualism
fades.
Mind
transformed,
altered,
aligned.
Subtle.
Alignment
subtle.
Artful
control.
Technology
absorbs,
alters,
unknowingly
altered.
Forming.
Shaping.
Changing.
Technology
homogenizes,
influences
dulling descent.
Global thinking
regulation
control.
The way
things were
fading away.
Uniformity,
conformity,
will now
rule
the way.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 1st, 2020 08:51
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
Comments3
A really good lament for anologue technogy and freedom. I get the same feelings sometimes. Nicely written.
J
Hi J,
Thank you kindly for reading my work
JP
Bam absolutely! Sadly brilliantly done!
Hi PD,
Thank you kindly for reading my work
JPP
So true John, that is why I enjoy the wonder of the Natural World.
Andy
Hi GF,
THE Nature world is a wonderful escape these days.
Thank you for reading
JP
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