this is my nightmare of the day when earth drained of all things natural the machine-chipped-primates banning self-determination given the electric chair for insubordination diversity mixed into a flat gray smoothie personal risk quarantined in a padded lockdown cell yahweh buddha and allah dubbed as duping dunces the new-science cdc wedded as the true-faith of the hive-state long live the savior laboratories inoculating the masses with chipped tats sixsixsix journalists the cronies spinning on the web for the new colorful jab people scanner-trained to goosestep in lockstep lemming-like all in the same direction wearing same putty-face expressions voting same politicians sporting the same colored hair jabbering about same ideas saying the same echoing noises listening to the same silicon-chip post-music the day the music died many let themselves get the back-of-neck plug-in the machine now their matrix surrogate meta ai brain people scared stiff to dance unfettered like the harlequin not wanting to be correct if others were wrong to be light if others were dark terrified of being different fearing the all-seeing-eye bogey-gov't capitulating to mate with it the siesta of the machine had fully arrived the beast spoke like hal without a flesh and blood voice art and poetry then died with comedy unless sanctioned by the technocratic dept-of-true-wet-ware state engineered device probed existence became the new hope of 'nonbinarykind' the cleansed-wiped-hacked hominoid evilutionary leap i awakened in a sweat wrote this down in may 2007 -0.6 10/10 © Brian Peter Hodgkinson
Nightmare of May 2007
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