Some Pro's and Con's of being Virtually Connected to Reality poetic verses

rew4er2nail

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery

or any other contemporary dwarf man

even countless less well known dwarves

(that never got a chance

to play a bit part) such as wham

bam
thank you ma'am
linkedin with emergence

of Internet and poetry slam
opportunities availed by Uncle Sam

which characters (albeit fiction)
nonetheless, helped spawn a quiet yet free
global, radically riotous,

totally tubular transformation
affecting a societal and human specie
but not credited contributing

to paradigm seismic shift that garnered tree
mend us plenti fully birthed,

impacted and transformed how wii

(more particularly many gifted minds)

bridged geographical distance
(encompassing all four corners

of the Earth) to enhance

what came to be called the world wide web,

digital strong armed lance
information super high, "Cyber Revolution",

etc allowing one to prance

and essentially transcend reality to brook

commanding, commingling, communicating, hook
line and sinker, et cetera

with an excellent access and outlook
reaching the most distant cranny and nook.

 

This (bit a bing chitty bang)

manifestation toward
exponentially faster processing capacities
more powerful than pen or sword
(based on principles of Moore’s Law), reward
electronically solidifying

binary unification swiftly tail lord

 

engenders greater dependence and reliance

figuratively shrinking the drinking gourd
allowing far flung aliens, family,

friends, et cetera to ford
great distances via sophisticated electronics

courtesy of super smart motherboard
enabling ever more complex

electronic contrivances
the generic Homo Sapien gibbon could afford.


Analogous to Medieval Age

this quiet pussy riot creation

vis a vis Internet did un cage
actual overcoming physical barriers

ushered Hallmark gauge
marked by Computer/Digital Age odyssey),
especially sharing pixelated page

at light speed, where the ordinary individual
could keep in contact )
albeit with every now and again

a bit torrent rage

and in some instances tapping

smarts of a preschooler considered a sage
which kindergarten lad/lass

commandeered a handsome wage.

 

Whereat the parental figure did cajole,

wheedle or beg

their wealthy progeny promising

son/ daughter of a healthy nest egg

stored money in Swiss bank accounts or hollow leg

perhaps christened jpeg
or if an avid weekly reader

of Moby Dick Queequeg

 

who felt incorporeal storied power

of Herman Melville as zen unseen aid
instructing hypothetical rich kid

to dropout of school

before his/her first grade

coz of all the money he/she made,

 

which affected modus operandi rendered obsolete
child worker laws

and no sweat of brow getting paid
people used bitcoin

(or other online currency)
additionally making purchases
with scant keystrokes to complete a trade.

 

As with any major dramatically novel scheme

light bulb idea scribbled on napkin
scrap of paper

via cheesy or whipped cream

originating as a flash in the pan

aha eureka moment, or dream

 

as rough blueprint subsequently

underwent beta testing,
before declaring pc innovation supreme
whereby outstanding persons in the tech industry
clamored to join Kidde team.

 

Whether seventh day advent

hissed or other religious creed
powerful binary processing
impacted near

earth shaking incarnation indeed
and ramifications in all walks

and talks of life sought expert need.

 

Coven chanting children murmured

Luddites be damned!

Thus spake Zarathustra (cue the opening scene
from Planet of the Apes)

upon witnessing as if king or queen
(in reality father or mother)
didst get immediately

 

dethroned thus, increasing mean
average positive

effects on society, especially lean

microchip i.e. integrated circuitry

miniaturization "green"
technology (and eventual

attendant affordable price)
viz said trappings

 

unleashed upon global market
invited absolute zero dust, a must clean

as a whistle work space,

and manufacturers laboratory be microbe free
hermetically sealed vacuumed "clean".

 

Countless portable machines

unbeknownst soon epithet florid hack

coining impromptu called cyber crime

especially as majority proportion of population

didst purchase these dime,

 

a doze in countless "end users"
snapped up these smart machines
excitedly keyed away indifferent to gunk
on unwashed hands

plus bits of food particles

eventually caking hardware with grime
(eventually necessitating technician

charging gobs of moolah

sans to unstitch in time.

 

Gooey glop getting suctioned out

technicians venting expletives

emphasized obvious

NO FOOD OR DRINK rule to abide

cuz suctioning tower

or laptop presented vulnerability

plus unforeseen downfall against fried
food and greasy hands ended up hide
ding in hardest to reach locale

on circuit board no matter how expert pried


yelling out gratitude

to geek squad member helping
before he/she went out side door
eagerly awaiting


remotely controlled self driving vehicle
transporting techie guru home

to an obscure gated destination,

an uninterrupted distant, yet pleasant ride.

 

eventually amateurs encouraged

to tinker like an apprenticed tailor

akin as raw troubleshooting recruit

oft playfully feigned to be soldier spy

pretending to repair bowel of computer

when in truth visiting supposed shadowing dark side

which lined illegal benefits of labor saving devices),

the sound of silence

(written on the subway walls)

 

though heretics opposing

latest technology and felt sinister chill
(just ask Punxsutawney Phil),

the Internet ranks as greatest dog sent rill

 

lee where wiz kids ranked

chatting killer apps with grateful dead

information superhighway as heavenly manna

with artificial intelligence street cred

since introduction of white bread
and powdered milk biscuits baked by Ahmed.

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 6th, 2022 17:16
  • Category: Fantasy
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