My latest #poem on #siliconvalley’s corrupting choices, plus a link to the new online #whitepaper on #newlean … and other observations …
i'm incensed to be honest
and yet not:
no gorgeous odour drifts like a breeze
of glorious glees
nor assails plentifully my senses
but incensed i remain even so
at how rich people remain rich
by plundering our brains
and attacking our better selves
whilst all we had been asking for was this:
to be human to the max
to enjoy being in the sack even
with someone who hadn't met us online
before we began face-to-face to vibe ...
... who hadn't had us sussed
and hadn't trussed us up mentally
so that they saw us way earlier
than we ever saw them
via that den of thievery
that is silicon valley since forever and all
because the real problem now
is that surveillance to this max
which we conduct on each other
and use to blather and gossip about
so that the outcomes
become attempted suicides
and depressions of the most revealing
and the permanent anxieties
of living a life
as if it were a death on legs
that's what big tech has brought us to
and that's why i'm incensed as i am
and angry so very much
that the human touch even that
is now a monetisable gap
that an elon and satya
can invade and intrude with their choices
to make the kind of technologies that hurt
and be leaders of the worst
instead of wanting to be peers of the first
yes i am incensed in the western sense:
angry to the very maximum
and it seems my words fall
on barren grinds
of coffees never exchanged
yet in a more eastern sense
i smell your comprehension growing
and see you showing
an embrace approaching
to my ideas of #intuitionvalidation
and it's this incense i sense
of the flowers and the astringent
and the spices of natural inclinations
which i now turn to
as i turn my back on the west i was born to
because it's here i find my pals of thought
where nothing needs repeating
and nothing needs reasserting
and all is agreement and fulsome assent
and that's what it's all about:
knowing how your place
is no longer where you are
nor has ever been perhaps
and maybe it's never been so
and just time ... just time to go"
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