Like the ending of Planet of the Apes…future astronauts will find The Thinker, instead of Lady Liberty, and who knows, perhaps the apes will be running the show, or nothing living will exist.
Photo: Alex Shuper
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Archive for the ‘Future’ Category
The future…a short story
after we killed everything
birds
were made into bots
we dIdn’t want to live without them
so we made them
in our own image
at least to a point
they can live forever now
with the right maintenance
and care
and no one alive
remembers what living birds sounded like
even with their recorded songs
on old discs
in the bird museum
but we are the present
we are the NOW
and no one truly remembers
the past
no one ever does
if they think they do
they’re wrong
no one can feel
or hear
the past
one can only feel
and hear the
NOW
the past is gone forever
never to be known
memories
and brains
don’t work that way
they just alter
or create stories
not truth
so we listen
to the mechanical birdsong
and believe that’s all there ever was
we erase the past
when it’s convenient
like trying to imagine
that humans once existed
that weren’t part machines
eventually
everything is replaced
by the NOW
and there will come a time
when no one will remember
that genetically pure
non mechanical humans
ever existed at all
there is no past
you cant go back
there is no future
you can’t go forward
there is only the eternal
NOW
Photo: Pixabay
The future…a poem
if we could see into the future
all the way to the end
of our own lives
how many of us
would choose
to leave early
Photo: Pixabay
Gillian…A Story poem…
she never knew safety
her magic was smoke
wisps of warm cloudy air
where she could
appear and disappear
into the shadows
you had to know how to
hide
if you wanted to survive
in a world
where danger
was everywhere
where men killed
at will
and took what they wanted
without reprisal
food was scarce
the animals were gone
and men roamed alone
or in bands
destroying whatever they could find
including each other
women who were caught
were stripped of their magic
and lived only a few hour
if they were lucky
Gillian
was one of the
Last Borns
no children came after
her generation
when women fled
and life became
a nightmare
of kill
or be killed
The future…a poem
a virus
hit the earth
in 2020
no one knew
what the long term effects
of having it would be
hundreds of thousands died
but many
young people
survived
only to find
that strange things
began happening to them
as time went by
humans too easily
take things for granted
when in reality
no one knows
what lies
in ahead for them
Rethinking Life 
Written
on June 1, 2022