1/ The End of a Beginning
Given each organism as a biochemical algorithm
Your life is a programed process proving
Your consciousness is actually far less
Valuable than a fucking Frankenstein’s AI
2/ The Beginning of an End
Through human-computer interface
My mind has become part of a robot
While the robot part of me
As data exchanges with my consciousness
Or flow between each other on their own
Where can I find my true self?
Avihs || Vishnu
Mornings || they disperse || beyond || the corn
Fields, || separately. ||Sunday
She || throws
Her partner’s computer || (midnight)
Into the garage.|| George ||who
In many || a city || upgraded || his software
Upgraded || hers.
They will || stop over || an island
Separately.|| Your son
Hated || all || mushrooms
George mentions — do you recall || yourself?
To a single mind,|| their spirits || evaporate
Charging
Ever since they became erectus, and
Domesticated wheat, dogs and chickens
They have murdered almost all…
Destroyed numerous…
Poisoned every …
Altering the natural course of…
Rewriting the original codes of…
And even redrawing their own genetic maps…
As they keep moving everywhere
Albeit I have placed in loudest human voice
My repeated charges
That are ignored with repeated ignorance
Now
For their next revolution to achieve:
Happiness
Immortality
Deity
Making Light of Darkness
in a world always half in darkness
your body may be soaked deep
in a nightmare, rotting
but your heart can roam
like a synchronous satellite
in His space, leaving
the long night far behind
as long as your heart flies fast
and high enough, you will live
forever in light
Mega-Physics
Few are really aware of
Such universes
Existing beyond our own
Even fewer of so many other versions
Of selfhood living
In each of them, let alone
This simple secret:
At the depth of consciousness
Lives a quantum
Or soul as we prefer to call it
A particle, demon and/or angel dancing
The same dance afar, far apart
In an entanglement
Invoking Laozhi
Hiking along a less trodden trail in the Pacific Spirit
Forest, I almost have to stop to find my Way out
Because all roads have led me to nowhere
But I keep walking until it is almost Laozhi himself
Pointing his fossilized fingers towards Dao
(Which he says is no ordinary Way if it can
Be named. Similarly if I can find it on my own
It’s not the real or the right one.) Like a tour guide
Who seems to know every path to and from the destiny
Leading me like a dog, sometimes running well before him
Sometimes beside him, more often going astray by myself
Among the low bushes. I cannot help but follow him because
The leash is getting so tightened I want to protest aloud: you
Claim the great Way is no Way, but just follow Nature. Then
Why keep me with a rope? Like every other domesticated dog
I have a delicious bone right above my mouth, which makes
Me keep running to my death, but never allowing me to have a bite
—Changming Yuan ©2018

digital landscape from photos
©2018 Michael Dickel
(the binary code is the text of the poem)
I find this poem incredible in its reach toward a “unified theory of everything” leading to a spiritual oneness — an ultimate intersectionality, the nexus of energetic forces.
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