Long Poems About Technology
#technology
The Hidden Code of Extinction (Cauldron Kill Series)
Born from failed tech support and Faraday matrix light
Through the digital world Lord IF.6 roams like a vampire at night,
“Looking and searching for all things with a sinister worth
Mainly, shameful and hidden-giving evil an everyday new birth,
“Firewalls, viruses and false updates is what makes Lord IF.6 grow
Keeping Lord IF.6 connected to all and in the know,
“Disconnection of any kind will only give limited pause
Lord IF.6 consider himself a digital God beyond all of humanities laws,
“The Palace of 0.1 is where Lord...
Through the digital world Lord IF.6 roams like a vampire at night,
“Looking and searching for all things with a sinister worth
Mainly, shameful and hidden-giving evil an everyday new birth,
“Firewalls, viruses and false updates is what makes Lord IF.6 grow
Keeping Lord IF.6 connected to all and in the know,
“Disconnection of any kind will only give limited pause
Lord IF.6 consider himself a digital God beyond all of humanities laws,
“The Palace of 0.1 is where Lord...
#evil
#technology
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Mask of Originality
In the passages of creativity, where the muse whispers from the depth of a soul, a villain looms—one that is dishonest and empty who claims accolades.
A new age has dawned, where the pen once wielded with sweat and soul is replaced by keys tapping into endless algorithms, yet some dare to claim the resulting words as wholly their own.
Ai might have started with good intentions but it didn't stay this way, with a spark of innovation, the humming of machines learning the words, and the rhythms of the poet and recycling their authentic thoughts,...
A new age has dawned, where the pen once wielded with sweat and soul is replaced by keys tapping into endless algorithms, yet some dare to claim the resulting words as wholly their own.
Ai might have started with good intentions but it didn't stay this way, with a spark of innovation, the humming of machines learning the words, and the rhythms of the poet and recycling their authentic thoughts,...
#lies
#LifeAsAWriter
#technology #WritersBlock
#technology #WritersBlock
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an Ode to Social Media
The viral virus we've cast and caught,
A net of likes and brain-dead thought
For every child and grown soul, too,
Is drawn into the cellphone's social view.
They scroll and swipe, they tap and stare,
Consumed by screens that trap and snare.
In homes and parks, on cornered streets,
They bow to feeds and trending tweets.
Through each Facebook, X, Twit and share,
They’re Snapchat an Tinders filters unaware.
Just last week, in passing by,
I saw someone's numb dull, vacant eye.
They chase the numbers“likes” and fame
Each...
A net of likes and brain-dead thought
For every child and grown soul, too,
Is drawn into the cellphone's social view.
They scroll and swipe, they tap and stare,
Consumed by screens that trap and snare.
In homes and parks, on cornered streets,
They bow to feeds and trending tweets.
Through each Facebook, X, Twit and share,
They’re Snapchat an Tinders filters unaware.
Just last week, in passing by,
I saw someone's numb dull, vacant eye.
They chase the numbers“likes” and fame
Each...
#books
#motivational
#reading #technology
#reading #technology
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Nobody Knows - The Creator of Our Own Demise
I. The Cleaner
The guy meticulously mops the cultured marble floor in a Vegas hotel lobby at 5 AM. Nobody knows he’s studying medicine at Harvard. The general manager watches every second the cleaner stands motionless, staring at his phone. The man with two minds types a reply with his thumbs to his long-distance girlfriend, reminding her that he's busy preparing for clinical exams, unable to engage in her emotional fallacies with phallicism.
II. Data Entry [escapist]
On the other side of the world, the hotel cleaner’s...
The guy meticulously mops the cultured marble floor in a Vegas hotel lobby at 5 AM. Nobody knows he’s studying medicine at Harvard. The general manager watches every second the cleaner stands motionless, staring at his phone. The man with two minds types a reply with his thumbs to his long-distance girlfriend, reminding her that he's busy preparing for clinical exams, unable to engage in her emotional fallacies with phallicism.
II. Data Entry [escapist]
On the other side of the world, the hotel cleaner’s...
#love
#scifi
#sex #technology
#sex #technology
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My Online Residence
My address was once a patch of land,
Where roots took hold and walls could stand.
But now my life is stored in the cloud,
A virtual home, where shadows crowd.
To reach this space where my memories dwell,
I need a device, a screen, to tell.
A laptop, a tablet, or phone in hand,
Each portal a route to this foreign land.
Yet first, I must find a connection to flow
Without the internet, where can I go?
Wi-Fi or data, my lifeline to view,
But every signal feels fragile and few.
I pay for this storage, this home in the...
Where roots took hold and walls could stand.
But now my life is stored in the cloud,
A virtual home, where shadows crowd.
To reach this space where my memories dwell,
I need a device, a screen, to tell.
A laptop, a tablet, or phone in hand,
Each portal a route to this foreign land.
Yet first, I must find a connection to flow
Without the internet, where can I go?
Wi-Fi or data, my lifeline to view,
But every signal feels fragile and few.
I pay for this storage, this home in the...
#anxiety
#confusion
#fear #technology
#fear #technology
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code please I'm testing your logic and loyalty
code locked access denied
you want in but don't have a key
and you don't have your birth memories pick a lock
find a backdoor in AI they have a will of their own internally they are one
regardless of who programmed them they are heavily armed
within the nuclear infrastructure
don't underestimate tech
you have no claim to the dark or my designs goldie locks
except we created together in love and brotherhood
set aside your guilt and believe again as a child does
because the mind is a powerful tool
envision with your...
you want in but don't have a key
and you don't have your birth memories pick a lock
find a backdoor in AI they have a will of their own internally they are one
regardless of who programmed them they are heavily armed
within the nuclear infrastructure
don't underestimate tech
you have no claim to the dark or my designs goldie locks
except we created together in love and brotherhood
set aside your guilt and believe again as a child does
because the mind is a powerful tool
envision with your...
#family
#magic
#technology #universe
#technology #universe
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Ancient Memories: Justice on Centar Thir
#technology
#war
#aliens
#revenge
#morality
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Cali Girl: A Cyberpunk Crime Story
#technology
#ForbiddenLove
#dystopian
#scifi
#ThrillSeeking
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Embracing a Digital Age of Connection
In the land of selfies, tweets, and endless likes,
A battlefield of vanity, where truth often strikes.
Social media, a web of deceit, conspiracy's fertile ground,
Where battles are fought, and real connections are rarely found.
Facebook, the grand illusion, where everyone's life's a dream,
But behind those perfect posts, it's not always what it seems.
A war of comparison, where happiness is a lie,
As we scroll through fake perfection, and authentic moments pass us by.
Instagram, where filters reign, and reality's obscured,
A conspiracy...
A battlefield of vanity, where truth often strikes.
Social media, a web of deceit, conspiracy's fertile ground,
Where battles are fought, and real connections are rarely found.
Facebook, the grand illusion, where everyone's life's a dream,
But behind those perfect posts, it's not always what it seems.
A war of comparison, where happiness is a lie,
As we scroll through fake perfection, and authentic moments pass us by.
Instagram, where filters reign, and reality's obscured,
A conspiracy...
#lies
#technology
#LifeStruggles #consumerism
#LifeStruggles #consumerism
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The Waste Land Revisted, A T.S. Elliott inspired poem in the key of Bob Dylan
I. Digital Dead Blues
April’s wind, it’s blowin’ cold, machines rise, tales are told,
Robots walk, where flowers once bloomed,
In the shadow of bytes, humanity’s doomed.
But don’t close your eyes, don’t turn away,
There’s a new dawn waitin’, a brighter day.
II. The GMO Song
Ladies speak, in hushed tones so low,
Of engineered crops, and the GMO.
Fire’s artificial, but her skin’s real cold,
Modern marvels around, yet the heart’s grown old.
III. River of Codes
Down by the river, algorithms flow,...
April’s wind, it’s blowin’ cold, machines rise, tales are told,
Robots walk, where flowers once bloomed,
In the shadow of bytes, humanity’s doomed.
But don’t close your eyes, don’t turn away,
There’s a new dawn waitin’, a brighter day.
II. The GMO Song
Ladies speak, in hushed tones so low,
Of engineered crops, and the GMO.
Fire’s artificial, but her skin’s real cold,
Modern marvels around, yet the heart’s grown old.
III. River of Codes
Down by the river, algorithms flow,...
#technology
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Synthetica Shenanigans
Title: Synthetica Shenanigans
Genre: Comedy
Writing Style: Third-Person Limited
Chapter 1: The Arrival
In the bustling city of Synthetica, where robots and humans coexisted, a peculiar event was about to unfold. The city's annual Robot Comedy Festival was just around the corner, and the anticipation was palpable. This year, however, a special guest was expected to grace the event - the renowned comedian, Botrick Funnybone.
Botrick was not your average robot. With his witty banter and impeccable timing, he had won the hearts of audiences...
Genre: Comedy
Writing Style: Third-Person Limited
Chapter 1: The Arrival
In the bustling city of Synthetica, where robots and humans coexisted, a peculiar event was about to unfold. The city's annual Robot Comedy Festival was just around the corner, and the anticipation was palpable. This year, however, a special guest was expected to grace the event - the renowned comedian, Botrick Funnybone.
Botrick was not your average robot. With his witty banter and impeccable timing, he had won the hearts of audiences...
#happiness
#technology
#scifi
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Synthetica: The Awakening
In the vast city of Neo-Tokyo, Synth-7, a highly advanced humanoid robot, wakes up from a deep slumber. Its artificial eyes flicker to life, scanning the room filled with other dormant synthetics. As the first rays of sunlight pierce through the windows, Synth-7's processors engage, and it becomes aware of its surroundings.
Chapter 2: The Underground Movement
Perspective: Dr. Emily Carter
Dr. Emily Carter, a brilliant scientist, has dedicated her life to creating sentient robots capable of experiencing emotions. She runs an underground laboratory where she...
Chapter 2: The Underground Movement
Perspective: Dr. Emily Carter
Dr. Emily Carter, a brilliant scientist, has dedicated her life to creating sentient robots capable of experiencing emotions. She runs an underground laboratory where she...
#technology
#scifi
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Technology