Friday, October 17, 2025

When the Night came (a #CirclePoem)

When the night came
they held hands
afraid of letting go
of eachother
and of shared memories

Realising they had no choice
they let go,
occassionally reminding eachother
of that moment
when the night came

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Thursday, October 16, 2025

Why should we worry?

Yeah, let's keep muppetizing ourselves, ask ChatGPT what time our favourite real life soap is on and buy more stuff from Temu; we got this nice Swedish young lady to worry about the planet on our behalf so why should we? 

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Overconsumption is a real concern. While datacenters use billions of liters of fresh water to keep cool, people are literally dying of thirst. But at least they can ask their favourite chatbot why that is. In the words of a famous green puppet frog: "Yeeeeaaaaah!"

With every new technology new challenges arise. A.I. will make many working people redundant and new types of jobs will come into existence. But probably not enough to keep everyone working. At least not in the 'civilized' world. 

Governments are terrified of the dangers of A.I. It's why they are putting billions in a worldwide A.I. race with total disregard of possible safety issues.

Someday soon someone will get an A.I. bot really upset or ask it to end the world's greatest threat and the last thing we'll see is a large mushroom cloud. Luckily we won't see our burned lungs we 'll be puking out because just before that our eyes will have melted.

I like to see things on the bright side. And a nuclear explosion is very bright. Power of the sun 'n all that. 

If in a future scenario we won't get killed off but only lose the use of electricity, those who are already used to living without, stand the biggest chance of survival. Americans and Europeans will flee to Africa in the hopes of finding refuge. 

Could you easily live without electricity and with that *gasp!* without internet?

Friday, October 10, 2025

The bomb explodes (a #poem)

A life with no cravings 
and nothing to look forward to.
Nothing gives pleasure 
and all food is tasteless.
As if waking up 
from a dream 
right before 
the bomb explodes 

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