Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Robogenesis 1 v.27

Man created robots after his own image,
in his divine image he created them.

And all the robots
Were in communion.

And those looking
for love
sat on the left
in rows.

And those seeking
identity
sat in the middle
attentive.

And those googling
reason
sat on the right
reflecting.

And the losers
stood at the rear
with the program
maladapts.

And how the midi enabled
did manifest
their unison
in heavenly chorus.

And how the high
priest of A.I.
did sway
and collect.

Man looked at everything he had made
and he found it very good.
Evening came
And morning followed...
The sixth day.


Here is a tune about robots manifesting their heavenly midi enabled chorus





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10 Comments:

Blogger ozymandiaz said...

And those googling reason
were never heard from again
sitting motionless in futility
eventually seizing up
as all of the words
were written by men

Wednesday, September 27, 2006 9:25:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

And the Bloggers
scribbled notes
and they hid them
in their coats

Wednesday, September 27, 2006 11:04:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What a great comparison. But, on the seventh day there is apt to be no rest for the wicked!

Thursday, September 28, 2006 4:44:00 AM  
Blogger Yasmin Waring said...

very much enjoyed this...and what will the robots create? or perhaps it's all cyclical, eh?

btw, met an NZ couple on Tuesday--fiirst time in the States--at one of our museums--we were both exploring a German U-boat--FASCINATING couple (professional skydivers!!!)--and thought of you and told them about you and your poetry (got an invitation to stay and "fly" with them in Matamata the next time I'm in NZ!!!)

anyway, interesting the timing--your theme fusing technology and theology, and my visit to this technology museum that was, well DIVINE...

cheers dude!

Thursday, September 28, 2006 10:24:00 AM  
Blogger Arson H. Waterwood said...

Hahaha! Splendid.

Thursday, September 28, 2006 11:44:00 PM  
Blogger rch said...

Hi Glenn, I really like this one, I could see it as part of a series of similarly themed pieces. Really made me think (now my head hurts). Bye,

Bob

Sunday, October 01, 2006 5:25:00 AM  
Blogger katy said...

if you didn't know already, i have a soft (metal) spot for the robotic kind.

what a cheerful, crunchy way to start the day today. a wednesday.

love the google verbification. love verbification. love the first two comments as well.

metalic clangy love all around.

katybot

Wednesday, October 04, 2006 6:16:00 AM  
Blogger Crunchy Weta said...

Ozy/stone thanks for v 28-29.
Shirley..how did you become so wise?;-)
Andre/Bob glad you enjoyed this (just returning the favour)
katy - a soft metal spot sounds ripe for wet (oily) poems :-) ffzzzzt
Yasmin, possibly cyclical yes - what is life if it isnt electric? So you met a couple of the local hobbits eh? Now after a few calculations (1 in 1500 chance of meeting a kiwi to the power of two x the size of your location as a proportion of the worlds size x matamata being where my mother's goddaughter lives) I have determined that you must be pregnant with twins the spawn of angels crossed with hobbits. Good luck!

Thursday, October 05, 2006 4:06:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A amazing poem Glenn! Bravo!
A lot of NI(natural Intelligence) have been put into it...
best..

Saturday, October 07, 2006 11:23:00 AM  
Blogger HL said...

Saturday, August 12, 2006
21st century Mind Storm

My Personal Relationship with the Creator

http://portablepoetryportal.blogspot.com/2006/08/21st-century-mind-storm.html

Monday, November 06, 2006 6:01:00 PM  

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