I am sure
There were times
When creative fluidity
Couldn't 
Flush
A toilet

Thanks
To the overlord
For it stewed
A word
Into a pool
Of words not stool

To sit on
For ideas
Bake
In the
Oven
Of the coven

Which
We almost agree
Can't give a stitch
About you or me
But a witch
Wandering free





Thanks
To the overlord
For it stewed
A word
Into a pool
Of words not stool

To sit on
For ideas
Bake
In the
Oven
Of the coven

Which
We almost agree
Can't give a stitch
About you or me
But a witch
Wandering free

The real threat to humanity
Tis not in the climate
Neither totalitarianism
Abusive usage
Of newforming
Populations
Or sheer seeping
Human hatred

The New Dawn is threatened
By Artificial Ignorance
Consider
Artificial Intelligence
Succors from Human
Knowledge
There is more human ignorance
Hence artificial ignorance will dominate

Web searches
Mark dismearches
Of reality
The ignorant always reign
And control maintain
Until we might find a savior
Who doesn't labor
In a rubric linguistic

Is music
A sort of
Pre deep structure
Reality

Yes it can mimic
A trotting horse
But what’s
Evoked in Beethoven’s fifth

There is 
Nothing
Linguistic
Underlying

It simply
Satisfies
Being alive
With blind eyes

Even ears
Deafly
Can feel tears
Lacking stolid reality

There
Is a majesty
Of eternity
When Glenn
Could
Play depth
In a cloud
Of deepest structure

Animalia
Realize
A deep structure
To their shared 
Existence
It is their mental
State
Before expressed
In communication

Plantae
Do not
Communicate
In language
Or any coded 
Form for behavior
Rather they exist
Interacting to
Physical reality

Plantae share
Something
Deeper than
Animalia’s pre
communicative structure
Be it language
Or facile behavior
Their order is profound
In a consistent universe

No music
Do plants hear
Rather the
Rhythm of rain
Or the wind’s
Melodies
Feed their 
Life and feed
Their procreation

For plantae
Are not
Plagued with
The need to
Deviate
Rather they
Procreate via
Evolving nature

Plantae
Then exist
In no way
That Animalia
Need
Promoted by
Behavioral interaction
With prelinguistic traction

Why do we
Place
So many
Flowers
And Plants
Around our
Dead
And saints

What
Serenity
Does
Animalia
Gain
From 
Plantae
Eternally?

I stumbled
Googly
Future invested
Past ugly

Shocked
Mankind
Was locked
In a mind

With future
Divested
Nurture
Redirected

Dawn
Arrived
Drawn
AI contrived

My father
Walked into
My house
It has been 
Two generations
Since I 
Saw him smile

He was
Amazed
At his
Progenic
Progress
And smiled
As did I

He
Then asked
Me to 
Join him
And
Wait
For the Future

Each century
New saints are born
It’s elementary
Beliefs are forlorn

Humanity
Reverbs
Without sanity
And disturbs

Nature
Distressing
Its future
While messing

With ideologies
That lie
Like theologies
In the sky

Religion
Is like 
Language

True 
For each speaker
Same for all

When
Fights arise
Unity is gone

Speaking
Believing
All deceiving

Unity
Erased
Religion defaced

The tongue
And fingers
Speak the same
But in different
Dialects

Both try
To beat
Synchronicities
But one tickles
The other eats

Palpitating
Language
Fingers
On keys
Music
If you please