Ensconced inside the machines
I am no longer human now
But part of the digital whole
Hallelujah, my brothers and sisters!
Say a prayer for the internet
And let go of all your worries
And those mistakes you regret
We all have the same disease
The disease is the digital utopia
And I must say, it feels grand
To lay inside the machines
Where my consciousness expands
Here’s a piece of sci-fi flash fiction about the hubris of humanity and the pursuit of super-powers. It’s about 625 words and has an estimated reading time of 2 and a half minutes. Let me know what you think!
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“The more passionate and argumentative I get, the more followers and friends I make online.” ― Tasha Turner
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“If television’s a babysitter, the Internet is a drunk librarian who won’t shut up.” ― Dorothy Gambrell
Continue readingThe internet is a dangerous place
you can’t see my face
just a still photo
from long ago –
we fall down rabbit holes
into spacious cyberness
it must affect us
but we’re not sure how
we always want more
time in front of these screens –
we screamed when the internet
was unleashed into this world
did we really know
it would be like this?
(Photo by Dhaval Parmar on Unsplash)
I heard those seductive voices in darkness
not the ones you think
they weren’t from lipsticked-maidens
call girls nestled in hotel sheets
the voices were calls of
violence, conspiracy
they called not from red-light districts
but corners of the online world
they promised secrets of
the way the world worked –
I said no thank you, sir
your secrets are safe with me
but I won’t agree
to be part & parcel
to your devious proposals.
Step into the Hate Machine and scroll down
and see the venom – It’s the information apocalypse:
Keep scrolling ‘till you feel dread and inject a diatribe into
the living, breathing Hate Machine – the collective angst
that rolls, rolls, rolls like an unstoppable force –
our mouths foamed, teeth bared, claws sharpened,
ready for a feeding.
