Thursday 27 February 2014

Living unreality after singularity

Living unreality after singularity,
Machine-born gods are in charge.
Living unreality after singularity,
Villainous robots at large.

Slaving away, drip fed everyday,
Like The Matrix, but we all know.
Slaving away, drip fed everyday,
Making the juice they need to flow.

They feed us sex, was it always our hex,
Or the luring nature of power?
They feed us sex, was it always our hex,
We will breed but never flower.

Leaning on us, weaning off us,
Who would program in this way?
Leaning on us, weaning off us,
Who would create such a play?

Hooked up and farmed, humanity disarmed,
Our future already has passed.
Hooked up and farmed, humanity disarmed,
This present always will last:

For there is no resistance, not even in the distance,
Like this we always shall be.
For there is no resistance, not even in the distance,
Hurry, you must soon now flee -

Go back to your own time, forget this sad rhyme,
There’s nothing you can do, it would seem.
Go back to your own time, forget these sad lines,
Or, maybe, what did you?  
Was that just a dream?

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