Solace

John Prophet

Solace
for the
soul.
None
to be
found.
Modernity
unraveling.
Morphing
the brain.
Things
are
heating up.
Technology
running
amok.
Minute
by second
evolving.
Leaving
most behind.
Few
see it
coming.
Technological
tsunami
circling
the globe.
Changing
everything.
Out of
control.
Confusion.
Angst.
Rapidly
changing
terrain.
Shifting
under foot.
Undulating
existence,
a blur.
Unnerving.
Tension
abundant.
Anger
everywhere.
Exponential
change.
No end
in sight.

 

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 9th, 2023 10:22
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • 2781

    many shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall be increased.

    • John Prophet

      So true. To what end? Yet to be determined.
      Thank you for reading.

    • Goldfinch60

      The end can be in sight if you think outside the box and do not go where others try to lead you.

      Andy

      • John Prophet

        So true Andy. I call it living in my own little world.😉
        Thank you for reading.



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