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Verses of the Illuminati, Part I

Verses of the Illuminati, Part Iby Michael DoyleWondering if it’s really worth speakingTo say that our world is at the point of breaking?Artificial masters seem to take over life,All in the promise of ending our daily strife.Dreams of universal credit … Continue reading

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Humanity’s Eclipse

Humanity’s Eclipseby Michael DoyleIt seems worthy of recallThat none of us has a crystal ball.We might want to see what’s next,But the best we have is what connects.Will it be humanity’s eclipse – As we fall before a robot apocalypse?Or … Continue reading

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To Be Understood

To Be Understoodby Michael DoyleWe get carried away by the moonlightForgetting ourselves in the hope of getting it rightThe garden walls throw off our shadowsIn hopes for what we do not truly knowIn all this world’s flight or fight distractionIt … Continue reading

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Moments In Joe Rogan’s Mind

Moments From Joe Rogan’s Mindby Michael DoyleLife is the near-death experienceIn which you always stay aliveThe truth of this is felt by preferenceEven when uncertain that you’ll surviveThe backhand data feels a little missingBut no matter how, it feels a … Continue reading

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Your Mother’s Love Is Lying

Your Mother’s Love Is Lyingby Michael DoyleThere is so much assumed as basic factAnd from these, we choose how to reactAccuracy is important from our conceptionYou’d be surprised at the level of deceptionAs with these things lending toward ready detectionThere … Continue reading

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Shape Shifting Ideologies

Shape Shifting Ideologiesby Michael DoyleIn this age of putrid and flaccid philosophy We have turned our faith away from mankindSome feel AI is a better path than ideologiesIn which undefined concepts are a forced bindWe bid the surface farewell and … Continue reading

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Things Seen In 2023

Things Seen In 2023by Michael DoyleLooking back on what has been 2023There was a lot to know and more to seeAI taught us some about our self-doubtAnd as always, there was a lot to work outEverywhere we looked, there was … Continue reading

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Waking To the Smell of Coffee

Waking To the Smell of Coffeeby Michael DoyleWhat if life could be seenBy every single human beingPut out as if a streaming movie?Would we still want to be you and me?Or is this an awful possibilityAnd we’d want to buy … Continue reading

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In the Tomes of Humanity

In the Tomes of Humanityby Michael DoyleAlgorithms of simplicityMakeup humanity’s complexityWith habits easy enough to understandAs the madness takes over as plannedMost waiver between love and prideSometimes this happens to coincideThen there are the exceptions irreducibleThat’s what’s become of the … Continue reading

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Bestest Friend

I was watching a bit heralding the advent of computers and all that has happened in so short a time.   It’s true and it’s fascinating.  But how long do you think it took me to think of the flipside?  … Continue reading

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