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



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


For their next revolution to achieve:





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




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

Latent Objectifications II: Dataism <br /> digital landscape from photos <br /> ©2018 Michael Dickel <br /> (the binary code is the text of the poem)
Latent Objectifications II: Dataism
digital landscape from photos
©2018 Michael Dickel
(the binary code is the text of the poem)


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