Empty.
Where?
Is there
anyone
else?
Alone.
Any others
out there?
Unanswerable!
Estimated
two trillion
galaxies
in the
visible
universe.
Perhaps
multiples
more
beyond
our view.
Each housing
billions
of stars.
For many,
the light
we now see
departed
billions
of years
ago.
Before
our sun
was born.
Though
all the
light
we see
currently
may be
dead.
What’s
happening
there now
we won’t
know for
billions
of years.
They currently
could be
teaming
with life,
but we’ll
never know.
We’ll be
gone.
Are we alone
in the universe?
Doubt it.

I see you.
Looking
back oh
so many
years ago.
Lying on
the couch.
Your heart
slowly being
ripped
from
your
chest.
The road
will be
hard.
You’ll need
to be
tough.
Hold on
hard.
Many
years of
unfortunate
you’ll need
to navigate.
Hold
close to
your chest
hope.
For you
will
end up
in a
wonderful
place.
Merry Christmas.

Convergence.
Technology
disruption.
Forthcoming.
Blending
as one.
Moving
forward
as one.
Feeding
one off
the other.
Entangled.
Never
before such
speed.
Such growth.
Cracking
reality as
understood.
Blurring lines.
Moving
down paths
unforeseen.
Unfathomable,
societal
disruption.
New worlds
emerging.
New ways
of being.
Off the
charts
thinking,
innovation.
Birthing
new
civilizations.
As seen
never
before.

Flowing souls.
Incoming.
Passing
through.
Splashing,
crashing.
Kicking up
along the
way.
Spinning
eddies
forming.
For a
time taking
shape.
Spinning
till they’re
not.
Dissipates.
Flushing
out.
Moving
on.
Making
room
for­ the
next.
Flowing
souls.
Heading
out.
Destination,
who knows
where?
Unknown!

New war.
Twenty first
century
battlefield.
Grey terrain
conquest.
Words
as
weapons.
Volley
after
volley.
This
way­ and
that.
Pounding
away.
Battle.
Battle
for hearts,
minds,
and souls.
Mind
manipulation.
Battlefield
shaping.
Relentless
fury.
C­onstant
word flow
directed.
Beam
focused,
hitting the
mark.
Indoctrination.
Blanket
narratives.
Smothering.
Mindles­s
minion
creation.
Zombies
engaged.

Small blue
bowl.
Speck of
blue.
Limitless
black.
Infinite
void,
existence.
Finite
unders­tanding.
Fish
in a
small
blue bowl.
Gulping.
Gaping
at what’s
around.
Existence
in a
small
blue bowl.
Can’t
see much.
Can’t
know much.
No concept
of anything
more.
Just a
fish
in a
small
blue
bowl

Simple mind.
Scanning
back.
Looking
forward.
Grasping
at now.
Swirling
In eddies
wondering
how?
Point.
Is there
a point?
Searching
digging
for answers.
Woefully
inadequate.
Big question
answers
unattainable.
As currently
constructed,
out of
reach.
Change.
It’s all
about to
change.
Technology,
humanity
combine.
A.I.
Techno Sapiens
enter the
scene.
New vistas
open.
New knowledge,
realities
attained.
New
world order.
Indeed!