In this age of putrid and flaccid philosophy We have turned our faith away from mankind Some feel AI is a better path than ideologies In which undefined concepts are a forced bind
We bid the surface farewell and fall asunder Knowing less about perfection than the blunders That is our burden broken down into complexity While we wish for anything that brings simplicity
All hail the glory of the simplest machine Rejecting all binary but the ones and zeros dream That all our answers are pitched as AI's capability As we give up our souls to be ruled by technology
Shadows of what is coming are sold at a fever pitch As the nerds and geeks find power comes with an itch An itch that must be scratched to become satisfied So long as there's an un-pushed button to be tried
We will remake the system on a trip to new freedom Where there are cosmic hijinks lost in the kingdom It's about trusting an allegedly impartial information Decision without thinking on the source and formation
All hail the glory of the simplest machine Rejecting all binary but the ones and zeros scheme That all our answers are pitched as AI's capability As we give up our souls to be ruled by technology
Given up because giving up shows the end doesn't matter Life's serendipity is tossed against the wall and shatters As the children learn only what they are told to read We have forgotten that humanity is all that we really need
How have we come to trust in vaporware as if we aren't aware That when conceptions aren't real we should always beware There is no launch date for the miracles yet to come And the emperor's new clothes are as naked as its kingdom
All hail the glory of the simplest machine Rejecting all binary but the ones and zeros schemes That all our answers are pitched as AI's capability Will we really give up our souls to be ruled by technology?
(c) July 13, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Without Freedom of Thought there can be no such Thing as Wisdom; and no such Thing as Public Liberty, without Freedom of Speech.” – Benjamin Franklin (1722)
In the ship's dark hull are whispered lies As slaves and pirates stumble on alibis Broken before the mast and the evil of eyes The tales told don't matter in a sea of lies
These are believed in on the path to destruction When we ignore the good book's instruction All pirates know and it is deeply understood That the path of Satan's lies leads to no good
A lie is a lie is a lie for those alive as strangers To the dark side of mischief that leads to dangers Each is ready to set the back streets on wildfire If that's what it takes to quench their driven desire
Will it be mayhem or a swallow of wretched pride That emerges at the door and into the other side Decisions are made often to the price of us all The story ends where pride takes its destined fall
Misdeeds grow by way of legendary disputation Grown tall as the tales of a pirate's reputation There will be no repentance nor sliver of hope When a pirate's neck snaps at the end of rope
The crew awaits its further instruction With no path out but assured destruction There will be no mercy ever shown In a pirate's life lived in parts unknown
But as sure as it is that loyalty is bound It will be confronted off the shore of Nassau town It's hard, if not impossible, to put trust in Any pirate's oath written in his blood and sin
(c) July 12, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Mankind soon learn to make interested uses of every right and power which they possess, or may assume. The public money and public liberty, intended to have been deposited with three branches of magistracy, but found inadvertently to be in the hands of one only, will soon be discovered to be sources of wealth and dominion to those who hold them… They [the assembly] should look forward to a time, and that not a distant one, when a corruption in this, as in the country from which we derive our origin, will have seized the heads of government, and be spread by them through the body of the people; when they will purchase the voices of the people, and make them pay the price. Human nature is the same on every side of the Atlantic, and will be alike influenced by the same causes. The time to guard against corruption and tyranny, is before they shall have gotten hold of us. It is better to keep the wolf out of the fold, than to trust to drawing his teeth and talons after he shall have entered.” – Thomas Jefferson (1785)
Jefferson tried to warn us about the inherent dangers of administrative agencies.
We shoot the shot Giving it all we got I would call it living the dream But sometimes, it makes me scream
Revealing the secrets at all costs Finding our way, however, lost We find the real that all depends And rely on the advice of sisters and friends
Slow it down; don't be a clown Get it right and wear victory's crown We find that the one to keep Is the ride and die that takes it deep
It's the feel in the moment of filling in blanks With words of gratitude and thoughts of thanks It turns out it's truly a game of trust If we're going to live the love we must
All of this comes down to communication From a place of love and ceaseless dedication To do otherwise is to play with burning fire It doesn't matter the level of desire
Slow it down, don't be a clown Get it right and wear victory's crown We find that the one to keep Is the ride and die that takes it deep
I've seen the future inside your eyes There's nothing to life's frugal disguise It doesn't take a genius to subtly recognize My best tomorrow is spent looking in your eyes
Suspicions can only drag us spinning down To believe in you is to be heaven-bound Is that your halo or my future queen's crown I live in gratitude for what I've found
Slow it down, don't be a clown Get it right and wear victory's crown We find that the one to keep Is the ride and die that takes it deep
(c) July 11, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
There are things sometimes said That could be put a better way Emotions ricochet off the tapes in our heads Better-chosen words keep the ball in play
The fights fought are a step forward On the path that moves us ever toward Finding ourselves together for eternity Even when our words are hurting you and me
Buckle up, baby, we're in for a ride Sometimes, we drive each other a little crazy But these feelings are feelings that I can't hide You and I are two of a kind and the best of we
Pushed up to the limits of our pop psychology We struggle forward to fight constructively Step by step, we find our effective strategy Love is blind, but let's not make this our legacy
The pros and cons are a good indication That we've found our hearts' worth of dedication The and the bad help us to truly know The love taps and raps that will help us grow
Buckle up, baby, we're in for a ride Sometimes, we drive each other a little crazy But these feelings are feelings that I can't hide You and I are two of a kind and the best of we
It's that half-expected spin in life dance That acceptance of flaws that feeds romance It's the laughs and smiles that show we care That will be the things that allow us to share
The twist of forever that removes any doubts And lets us see what we're truly all about As we sit down at life's big pants table We know the path forward to keep this stable
Buckle up, baby, we're in for a ride Sometimes, we drive each other a little crazy But these feelings are feelings that I can't hide You and I are two of a kind and the very best of we
(c) July 10, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
