2029.
Five
years
hence.
The blur.
Whip lash
blur.
Blinding
rearrange.
What was,
long
gone.
Change.
Tech
monster
grows.
Info tech.
Bio tech.
Nano tech.
A.I.
Exponential.
Expanding.
Merging.
Tsunamis
circling
the global.
Flashing
clouds.
Zapping
minds.
Affecting
all.
Social
convulsions.
Confusion.
More change
in five
years
than the
prior
two hundred.
Overwhelms.
Where it
settles
out?
Nobody
knows.
Anyones
guess!
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 21st, 2024 08:20
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
We may never know John, we may never realise that it will happen.
Andy
You’re right, we may just be absorbed.
Thanks for reading Andy
John
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