Lamentation for the human race

Kenny O'Donnell

I'm terrified for this species

In doubt it has much to look forward too.

We're become shells. Some have already finalised their transformation into a thing with nothing inside, from a person with something within. 

It's all about output. Performance. What can I show people that I do. Some people are not themselves they are instead only what they can be perceived as being. 

They have nothing underneath that thin layer. Even their opinions, which the borrow from each others performances, are wafer thin. Attack it and it falls apart.

And these people, who knows nothing beyond what they find in videos shorter than a healthy fart, will be teaching the next generation.

And those poor souls will know nothing

How could they. 

They will live attached to machines, invisible ball and chains. Hell people are like that already. We used to snort cocaine and now we inject ourselves with content. Sweet sweet content. 

They will have no memories either. Why would they. Everything they witness is immortalised in digital form

Remember when.... no but I can look at it. I can look at the pale imitation of a true experience.

 

They're all going to be the same model too. Exactly the same.

Designer humans.

Same factory. 

We won't have sex anymore, we can't get it up 

or wet

because we aren't 

the Adonis or

the Aphrodite

of the porn we're addicted to.

No we're the flabby ragged spotted gaunt

shadows

of what people used to look like,

hooked on virtual

reality.

Where we're all heroes,

all gods of our own universe.

Who the fuck is gonna fuck that. 

Leave procreation for the elite. 

The ones who don't fall pray 

To drop fed gratification 

 

There's no colds anymore,

no cancers

Or aids.

How could there be when we never leave the room. Never unhook from the intravenous drip that keeps the heart healthy enough to keep beating. 

 

No

We fear death by connection error.

Isolation from the main server.

It's a basic human right! We'll say...to have a connection.

 

Yeah.

I really feel sorry for the future of the Human race,

And even more for those who don't realise that the future is already here. 

  • Author: Kenny O'Donnell (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: March 31st, 2025 11:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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