Monkeys

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Nov 04, 2021

Monkeys in
clothes.
Self impressed.
Civilization
created.
Structures
in place.
Scaffolding
to swing
from.
Hold
on to.
Fading
civilization
as was,
now fading.
Religion.
Governance.
Industrialization.
Old
scaffolding
crumbling.
Turning
to dust.
Inflection
point.
New ways
to grasp.
New ways
to think.
New structure.
Technology.
Virtual worlds,
monkeys in
machines.
Transition.
To where?
New worlds.
Virtual worlds.
New thinking.
Machine
thinking.
Monkeys
in an
A.I. world.
Enlightenment.
Who’s
enlightenment?
What
will prevail?
Peaceful
coexistence?
Way
of the
Dodo? 
Next step
intelligence.
Infinite
expansion.
No place,
no room
for monkeys
in clothes.

 

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