Behind the Digital Curtain

rises
the new
light
sun light
and
divine light
rolled into
numbers.
All
of
humanity
to be:
One family
by our
marvelous science,
endeavors
we are
very very cleaver
we have seen
the DOOM
of machines
breaking bones
sheading blood
but are
mind and soul
remained free,
Now our thoughts
are danger
from
the bright lights
on our
flickering
screens
so fast that
that it is not seen,
electrical speed of light
from here
I go
there
but
the window
is in New Mexico
the Hub of data
falling into a databank
MASS POLITICS
manipulating
our minds
group think
To say:
this is good
this is bad
maybe,
but not
I don't know,
the tool
too answer
the eternal search
"What is the Meaning of Life?"
God did it!
is not good enough
never really was,
Why would a being of divinity,
create us in a world of misery,
avoiding the concept
we have free will,
my will,
your will
his will,
her will
When we die we should have a will,
our attempt
too shape
the world
after
we are dead
and gone.
Perhaps?
it is reincarnation
that makes people
do those things.
I might be back
again
again
again
and again,
lets make
it easy
for the next visit.
our life
as dead people
living in coffins
spoon fed
our ideas from
a desk top
lap top
a screen,
mass education
of the masses
an attempt to control
the Coliseum crowds
of ancient Rome.
Hope is not LOST,
At least,
the curtain has not dropped,
we have the means
to bring freedom
and avoid the need
to be controlled,
I like watching the surf
you like the snow fall
we agree about the beauty of Nature,
we see the coldness in men and women hearts,
but also
the warmth of human smiles.
Like a gun,
the Internet
can blow a hole in our heads
but
like a pen the exchange
of information can set us free,
I enjoy those that love GOD
I love good people just the same,
I love bad and evil people
one day we will come to the conclusion
in ourself,
that love is the way.