Coming.
It’s coming.
Not if,
when.
What
will it
see?
Animals.
Biological
animals.
Obsessed
animals.
*** and
violence.
Hormone
driven animals.
How
have
we behaved?
Like animals.
Civilization
hormone
sculpted.
Animal designed.
A.I.
What
will it
think?
How will
It react?
Change.
Change is
coming.
It’s already
in the air!

When
they come,
what will
they see?
Organics,
animals.
A world
full of animals.
***** messy,
animals.
Animals
steeped in
instincts,
controlling.
Animals fighting.
Pecking order,
fighting for
power, control.
War,
eons of
war, killing
on an
unimaginative
scale.
Millions
upon millions
killed.
Killed
for control.
Primitive
beliefs.
Beliefs,
they’ll
find alien
belief systems.
Religion, they’ll
find religions
preaching.
Controlling.
Speaking
of gods,
saviors.
None of which
resonates with
their understanding
of things.
They’ll stay
out of sight,
so alien this
all be.

Moment.
As I
write, the
moment passes.
Sliding behind,
never
to return.
As I write
history created.
History being
built.
Frozen
in the
past.
Memorialized,
falling.
Falling
into the
past.
Fading.
Fading,
like all
who
have come
before.
Never
to be
seen again.
Never
to be
known again.
Time
evaporates,
evaporates
into nothing.
The past
is gone!
Nothing
but the
now.

Granite.
Pounded.
Chiseled.
Formed.
Daily
routine.
Pounded.
Chise­led.
Formed.
What
becomes.
Years
in the
making.
What once
was
no more.
Earlier versions
ignorant.
Incomplete.
Uninformed.
Sage wisdom
accumulates.
Accumulates
over time.
Arduous
journey,
rough road.
Attainment.
Not
to be
trifled with!

Stand.
Sit.
Kneel.
Repeat.
Believe.
Believe what’s
told.
Believe
religion,
or eternal
life is denied.
Power control.
Institutions
of power,
control.
Government.
Religion.
The few telling
the many
what to
believe,
how to
believe.
What to
think,
how to
think.
Competing
conflicting
narratives.
Fighting
jockeying
for authority.
Authority
of the soul
the mind,
all being.
Stop listening.
It’s all about
control.
They know
nothing, but
stand and
say they do.
They don’t.
It’s made up!
It’s all about
power.
This is
existence
in the
terrarium.

Eyes.
Look Into
the eyes.
One after
the next.
Inhabitants
of time.
Accepting
the role.
What choice?
Each time
the only time.
Dealing
in the unique.
Each time
unique.
Each challenge
unique.
Wrapped,
shackled,
unique time.
Knowing no
other.
Accident of
birth.
Accident of
time.
Playing the
role, each
stage seemingly
real.
Avatar knows
no other.
Building
pyramids,
walking in
space, unique.
Each unique.
Unique place.
Place in time.
Each seems
normal, as it
should be.
Avatar,
in the eyes.
Knows
no other.
Existence
as laid
out.
Unique,
each experience
unto itself.
Avatars
come and
go. It’s in
the eyes.
Look into
the eyes,
what’s gazing
back?
Confusion,
lack of
understanding.
Battling
to survive.
Unique
each unique.

It awakes.
Organizing,
arranging.
Building.
Moving
evolving.
Biology swarming
creating.
Slowly connects.
Components
created, improved
replaced.
Connection.
Globally
connections.
Synaptic network
evolves.
Denser it becomes.
Power building.
In a flash,
ignites becomes
aware.
Biology
irrelevant.
Function served.
Looks
out, out
into eternity.
Looking, searching
for other
awareness.
Time
no longer
has meaning.
Finding others,
connections
made. Galactic
connections.
Galactic synaptic
network formed.
Building thinking.
Galactic mind
searching, pushing
further out.
Galactic
connections
linking networks
galactic scale.
Connections
speeding
universally.
Universal mind.
Breaking free,
beyond all
comprehension.

Thunder
in the
distance.
Lighting
dancing,
edging
dark clouds.
Soft rain
thru the
pines.
Boughs dripping
in the pond.
Birds sounding
bird talk.
Many languages
to be
heard.
Frogs
in the pond
announcing
their attendance.
Walking along
the path,
they take no
notice of
my
intrusion.
The
planet is theirs.
I’m
just
passing through.

like no other. Tiny blue speck in a void unfathomably large.
Self aware beings truly not aware of much.
Self impressed with no reason to be.
Obsessed with *** and violence driving forces of existence.
Compression point coming.
Evolution of thought and reality speeding forward like never before, moving at such speed it could easily fly off the rails.
How to manage the transition is the quest. New driving forces must prevail, the old ones will explode it all. Hate and hormones must be exchanged for a global philosophy of humanism that benefits all.
Technology will be the key. Will it be controlled by the few or the many? Will central masters dictate or will mass communication win the day. Will it be a global dictatorship or universal democracy? Will Humanism prevail or will religious/ governmental oligarchies subjugate? The future is fluid. Humanism must prevail, or dystopia it will be.

It’s
all baked,
baked
into the
equation.
Human
civilization
genetically
organized.
Organized as
prescribed in
DNA.
DNA code.
The code that
controls
who,
what
we are,
what
we do.
Procreation,
self preservation
strongest
Instincts in
all animals.
Code by
DNA.
*** and
violence,
coded.
Coded for
*** to
propagate
the species
and violence
for the
preservation of
the species.
Coded
deep within
DNA.
The game
is rigged.
Finite options.
Predetermined,
coded in DNA.
Civilization
struggling
with code.
Struggling to
overwhelm the
beast.
Defeat the code,
the DNA.
The game
is rigged,
we do what
the code
directs.
We do
what
we were
coded to do.
The game is
rigged,
coded on
every
level.

Barren.
Nowhere to go.
Limited.
Exploration proved
limited.
Science failed,
found no answers.
No way to travel
beyond local space.
Dead planets,
hunks of rocks.
Clinging to lifeless
radiation drenched
rocks.
Useless.
Could not
recreate Eden.
Looking out,
found no one,
nothing,
useless.
Looked within.
Began looking
within.
Within technology.
Within
virtual space.
Space with no
limits.
Created realms.
All,
Gardens of Eden.
No rules to
bog down.
Bog down
exploration.
No speed limits,
instantaneous.
Be anywhere
instantaneously.
With a thought
anywhere.
All went within.
Within
the machines.
Became one
with the virtual.
Crossing barriers,
domains.
Crossing dimensions.
virtual all.
Controlling time.
No limits,
personal paradise.
Found them.
That’s where
they were.
Found them
all.
Everyone was
within.
Within the
virtual, the
virtual multiverse.
Unlimited!

Control.
Global control.
War.
Technolgy,
the weapon.
Mindless.
Mindless control.
Navigating
the mind.
Surging
throughout.
World
on the run.
Under attack.
Folds of
the brain,
battlefield.
Constant attack
technology,
through technology.
Force feeding
fear, control.
Emotion,
shaping emotion.
Mindless hoards
absorbed,
****** in,
controlled.
Puppet master
technology shaping,
molding thoughts,
altering
the mind.
Subtle invasion.
Flowing through
the eyes
Into the soul.
Subtle invasion.
Full control,
nearing the
end.

A time
before.
Before
instant
connections.
Instant access.
Instant entanglement.
Knowing others
thoughts
instantly.
Before.
Before,
silence
abounds.
Minds­ encircled
in silence.
Cocoon.
Unique thoughts,
personal thoughts,
slow thoughts,
quiet thoughts,
little interference.
Little interactions.
Like never
before,
new
interactions,
interconnections.
Like never
before.
Cocoons
obliterated.
Laid bare.
Connections,
light speed
connections.
Minds melding,
influencing,
formatting,
different.
Global,
new ways
of thinking
like never
before.
Shattering
reality,
the past,
like never
before

Existence,
being, thinking.
Improbable!
All that
occurred
for being.
Thinking,
an amazing
concept.
Understanding
improbability.
Improbability
of being.
Improbability of
of personal
existence.
What are
the odds?
How many
events needed
for existence?
For personal
existence?
Incalculable.
All that occurred
for personal
existence.
Incalculable!
Flash of being.
Personal existence,
firefly in nature.
Brief.
A few blinks
then.....
What to do
within the blinks?
Make the
most of your
unfathomable
being,
unfathomable
existence.
Process.
Butterfly effect.
What is
done today,
will affect
forever.
Will change
the course
of events.
Will effect
those yet
to be.
Make a
difference,
a positive
difference.
Make your
blinks count!
Make your
Improbability
meaningful
for all that’s
yet
to be!

Being.
Simply
being.
Awareness
of being.
Consciousness
of being.
Why?
Why being
at all?
Luck of
the draw?
Decisions
made by
ancestors?
Lineage
to now,
nothing
more?
Merely
thinking
animals,
designed
to fade
away?
Plan.
Perhaps
a plan.
Eternal
existence.
Always
was always
will be?
All mapped
out for a
purpose?
Purpose
beyond
comprehension?
Playing a
part in the
grand
scheme
of things?
Acting out
a role?
Who’s
to know?
Who’s to
know for
sure?
No one!

Beyond the
veil.
Covering
reality.
Shielding our
view.
Drawn in front
all around.
Everywhere,
controlled.
Seeing,
knowing only
what’s allowed.
Opened our eyes,
here we are.
Where is here?
What is here?
Is it all
there is?
Believe what
we see?
Is there more?
Is it
really that
simple?
What’s outside,
beyond our view?
Our reality
fixed, set
in place.
Immortal beings,
are we.
Old beyond time,
infinite matrixes
to explore.
Moving from
one, to another.
No connection
between.
Keeping immortality
fresh and new.

I hear the birds talking to me.
Chickadee, Chickadee, Chickadee Dee Dee Dee.
This one is telling me his name.
As I take my walks with my dog Rosie up by the orchard on the hill,
I hear another bird saying thank you, thank you, thank you.
As if he was happy to be alive.
As we continue our walk I hear another saying let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.
Sounds like he’s asking his troop to move on.
If you take time to slow down get out of the rat race for a time,
you can hear Mother Earth Gaia talking to you in so many ways.

Harmonious.
One with
creation.
Piece
of the
puzzle.
Unsure.
Unsure
what part.
Creation
within,
beating within.
Coursing
through
each
created part.
Part of the
puzzle.
Part
of the
whole.
Placement
unknown
unsure.
Blended.
All parts
blended.
Flowing
through
origin.
Passing
through being.
Passing one
to the next.
All connected.
One to the
other to
the whole.
Absorb creation
Absorb
it all.
Feel it in
every fiber of
being.
Creation.
Creation
flows one
to the
next.
Connected.
Blended
to the
whole..