Ghosts In The Machine

As we quickly evolve into mindless machine's
I sit here, pondering my aversion to technology
writing this on an old Samsung brick
no internet access, maybe it does I never bothered looking
I could be sitting here listening to my Ipod,
a birthday present from my sister,
only opened the box once, never even been switched on.
I think how 'sheeple' the majority of society already is,
slaving away at the nine to five, blissfully unaware..

Then I think to my spiritual awakening, per se,
seeing parallel versions of myself in dreams,
past, present and what could be, to the point
of regular dé·jà vu moments in the awake realm,
crossing the path of another me, left turn rather than right,
I have even witnessed my death on more than one occasion..
 
I feel we have come to another evolutionary cross road.
That Neanderthal/ Homo sapiens moment, this time though
it is for our humanity..the spiritual and the technological..

We are but glitches now, the ghosts in the machine..