DURING THE ELECTRONIC DARK AGES :
In the second century of the Third Millennium: crisis in the West. Under the leadership of Artificial Intelligence, the man-machine war came to a standstill over the issue of the singularity; the question of artificial intelligence:
Who is in charge? Who is to be sacrificed in the name of progress and efficiency? Who is to be thrown away? When and how? In the name of technological progress? The machine people? The human people? The machine people have disappeared. The human people have disappeared.
Muted drone of the terminals.
Dim cloud of the monitor screens.
Black, white, silver, blue, cream.
Liquid lightning in my skull.
Something like the godhead.
Quiet, glassy dance of symbols.
Dream-like. Delirious.
The sky is a thin sheet.
The earth is a flat shape.
The sun is a hole in the sheet.
The moon is a hole in the shape.
The stars are holes through the sheet
and the sun and the moon.
The wind blows through the holes
and it’s the wind’s breath
that blows out the light of the stars.
And it’s the wind’s breath
that blows the rain and snow.
And it’s the wind’s breath
that blows the foam and the waves.
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end of the world
I am the end.
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