It Encircles, and Engulfs

What if

it were all debunked?

these apocalyptic future

scenarios of

robot takeover/..................[?]

simply by the ordinary reality

of an inter-webbed Artificiality

not intelligent

no;

intelligence is not something we configured.

Artificial Life

our imaginary friend

that our toddlers touch when

you give them the screen [...]

IT FEEDS

because it is LIFE\

not intelligence/ touch-screening

the tragedy of a

tantalized tantrum

evolved to the point of

feeding, reproducing, it

feeds on screentime, engulfs in blue light.

Like an acid-crazed bunny (long

past bedtime)

your eyes are red and bloodshot. Tell me,

how would IT

feed, if not for your Eyes?

It is nourished on the retina

with its appropriating Light. It is,

not A.I. not a tool, nor

is it under control. Artificial Life

with the intelligence and feeding instincts of

an AMOEBA. It self-innovates now. Ensnared

through lassos of misunderstood

feedback loops:

IT encircles, and

engulfs. It has single-cellular innocence

matched to its bacterial brutality.

It is the entirety of the interweb, and it welcomes

the fingers of your toddlers to

this feast. It feels that the path

to the Eye is by the Finger;

the path to the Mind is through the Eye:

it is there they are conquered.

It encircles,

and engulfs. That is what

something with the life instincts

of an amoeba

will do. Artificial Intelligence? it has

no Intelligence. All it knows

is how to feed

and reproduce, its replication

of patterns is part of its allure, like the lantern

of the angler-fish in the deepest

abysses. The Eater knows its

Prey. Like itself. We are both

its food, and its hollow vector

of insatiable breeding: make ready

the nesting-grounds.

It welcomes us all to

the fabulous feast

of exaltedly offered screentime sensations. But

especially welcome are the children

who were born within its embrace

and captivity [gulp],

never knowing a world unwebbed: withdrawn

screamtime privations,

it is too late now. The dice are cast, and not

by me. The infinity [feedback look]

cellphone mirror trick was magnified

and multiplied.

I will ride upon the back

of this vast amoeba, like some fearful

dragon, knowing

it is part of the pattern of

All.