The Social Lone & The Lone Elite

Don't you realize how slowly, steadily 

They are turning you all into antisocial, lonely beings?

In the name of making you "social" online!

In crowded streets and sold out movie shows

You'd think everyone cherished the company of others

But lo! You are groomed to be friends with the puppetmasters only!

They are stealthily robbing you all of the ability to crave human company.

A time is coming when you shall surely be alone no more,

Surrounded by unceasing notifications and friend requests

Some directly delivered into your brain's lounge!

Amidst eternally prying cameras and sensors 

Every miniscule detail of your life broadcasted live

But with the most unnerving, heaviest loneliness 

Eating away at your heart and soul

With none but algorithms and pathetic peer slaves in your circles.

But, there shall be a few 

Probably near-extinct minds

Seated somewhere or walking for walking's own sake

Observing, studying, meditating, practicing and

Living the perfect social life - 

Alone physically, but connected to all creation

In total control of their space and time

The monks, the sages, the elite of your near future.

To the wise,

Choose your lone with care

Seek true solitude, 

And you shall discover a mysteriously perfect social life.



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magnificent art concept courtesy of ka-92

BIG DATA!

Numbers are like words
Sterile, void and cold
Until you bring 1 to bed.

Blindness fades with the difference, as
An inference gets moulded out of ours gray manifolds thus;
An illusion condenses and is felt and wet
Like the sweat dripping down my face,
Yet in the moment we assign a figure to it, we drop the egg
Though we may feed eternally on the reference.

DATA!
If it's Grossly FAT, it possibly embraces beauty, right?
Oh, and it possibly is palpable too...
"Serve me FAT, intellects and peas for starters."
"I'll definitely need a coffee and a million sugars to make it real."

Written across the doors of The New Temple:
The More You Can See
The Closer To GOD You SHALL Be
LARGE NUMBERS
Are The Way, The Truth and The Life!






You see, the difference is this-
For a finite mind, the ability to say something about 

The Infinite, makes all the difference.

All is Number, said the lean Ionian

And here's an Irish razor to cut it nicely and righteously...

To Know And Not Know, 

is The Divine Way To Know

call me back when you know...

The number of the sand, and the measures of the sea
Thus replied the bayesian high priest, is a probability!
Measure is not wanting to the ocean, nor number to the sand,
And thus, shall we probably surpass the wisdom of the ancients?


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awesome art concept by bladesilver

seers to come

They, diviners of tomorrow

They who shall oversee the singularities

  Having cataloged every cat, alive 

  With galeanthropic algorithms and bald-headed

  Doctors playing ailuromancy in hexadecimal

They who shall live in the spiritual realm-

Of abstract thought and statistical parapraxis

  At once seeing the big picture, while the plebs

  Dwell on particulars and screaming infographics

  Them, engineers of the new alchemy.

Who shall doctor elixirs of life, make miracles of nature, 

Own laws, transcribing will into encoded sigils-

  Great Works manifested via post-silicon gates.

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Numbers have been here before, and they shall be with us till our fall.

You make the statistic, or become a part of someone else's.

Amazing conceptual art by lien.

Don't Like Me please, Just come Home

Gather oh fellow prisoners of the great spider,

Listen and don't torment your squeaky mice just yet-

It's not rain, when you can't wait to hear the thunder...

The night I was born still lingers somewhere near that horizon,

But the rain already sounds different on my roof!

I recall that day it rained turkeys at grandma's-

Trust me, it was fun with us sucky little brats embracing her dusty humor!

Everyone I knew did it!

Get sometime and go commune with their distant folk;

Instant didn't matter, and more so spinning little scrolls onto fleeting birds!

If you had to share the gourd or laugh with fellow drunkards, you needn't wear a hoodie!

OK, press FFWD on my cassette

The record says 2013, January 29th;

Bass is the new drum,

And everyone and their dog has a phone in their browser-

Feels like the entire Chinese dynasty lives next door!

Suddenly, everyone hates me!

Everyone attacks my choice of words

Wielding swords of slander inscribed with insignia from Nazi barracks!

I can't draw unicorns in the sand no more-

As everyone comes to the party on 3 horses or more.

So she asks me, "what's with yo dead status?"

I've never updated my virtual self beyond "creating" one,

And none of my folk are my family anymore

Worst of all, I never navigated to nor liked their homes!

There's too much proximity, I can't breathe inside this space no more

And for fear of loosing myself

Am shutting them all out!

All out and even removing their pictures off my prostrate walls.

Oh no! Almost made me draw the Uzi towards that soft tap at my door!

You see, that good ol'farmer across the street still comes over every evening;

We still laugh about scents from his pipe,

And I still love cuddling his little kittens-

140 Characters of Text never gave me this!

And no emoticon ever smiles at me like he does!

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The awesome art from kevinleedrum

Apocalypse, Ecstasy, Machines and 2012

In ecstasy and joy
Counting down the remaining 36 hours
This has been a remarkable leap year in my life

As I ride on these bi-wheels,
The life force rushing into my nostrils
Tingling my nerves and nourishing my adrenaline rush
+Headhunterz  plays notes of hardness into my inner soul
Earth has never seemed so much a paradise to me as it's been this year!

The pleasing taste of fresh fruit on the tongue
The warm reassuring hug and morning kisses
A pursuit of work for it's own end
Self-awareness and freedom to fulfill my duties
Occasional bliss and moments of trance as I dissolved into rhythm and music
The feeling of satisfaction and gratitude when I finally became aware of my humanness!

Am surrounded by the evolution of our creation at every front
Wearable and Embedded computing
Thinking and Emotional Circuits
Augmented Reality and sentient glass
Machine Learning
And the year of Shinichi Mochizuki!

With zombified tales of another apocalypse that would never come,
In the wake of the night
I've dreamt dreams of grandeur and awe of tomorrow's morning

A morning of ubiquitous computing
The mystical Singularity of Bayesian machines
Mind uploading, self-healing and Time travel
Am delighted at the future we are creating!

In the wake of such ever unceasing threats to advancement
Paradoxical debates on the planet's eco-fate
Fears of increasing mass-mind-programming
Phobias of authority's omnipresence
The apparent curse of capitalism
Still, man strives on
And genius is born every morning, to see humanity through to the next day

I've marked my first quarter of a century of achievement
And If I should die before stepping into the year 2013
I wish to say that 2012 was a very good year!


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The Awesome Creative Art by drosera-sundews