A World Gone Awry

I am too old for further adventures in technology

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Isolation is always preferable
to a long bath in idiocy.
How else can I say it?
The dumbing down of the world
is not for me — I am too old
to be part of the soundbite generation.
I prefer to swim in waves
than dip a toe in shallow water
or turn into some vacuous
AI robot. I remember a flesh
& blood world, red clay earth
the passions of the body
live music caught by evening sun.
I won’t be around too much longer
will meditate night & day
so as not to return.

Copyright Simon Heathcote

I Grow Old, Unfinished

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