enslaved by our machines
and the imps in their employ
what the hell did we create
what the hell did we destroy
Writer Lynne Sargent
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
Oh, ’tis true, ’tis true.
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alas
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Wow! Powerful!
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sincerely appreciate that, laura
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Crushed by our own gears we are . . .
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…and without chaplin’s sense of humor to cushion the pain
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And to think these ‘machines’ were meant to make life easier. Deep down humanity wants something to control it ?
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fascinating question
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Ha! Been wondering that myself recently…
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we always seem to forget about unintended consequences
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Love the last two lines.
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thanks kindly
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Excellent Paul! So well expressed! At singularity, mankind itself, is the threatened species!
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much appreciated, rob
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Think of this quite often
As on my bike I ride
Heading to my small job
With my mouth grinning wide
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well done
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Great one- Paul. Modern time; Our machines; mind boggling questions that we fear to answer.
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yes, indeed
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Choice words.
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it wrote itself
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