“We’ve all become god’s madmen, all of us.” – Bram Stoker, Dracula (1897)
A more recent translation…
In Silicon’s womb digital and binary fuse,
Technology birthing numerous possibility.
… America cradled her gods.
From Social media, to AI, these deities reach towards the sky.
and I and you, we reach too,
following their every advance
seeking feverishly for upgrades anew.
Or is it the numerous likes and the rate of followership
the cause of sleepless nights;
At the mercy of public criticism, we adapt or get picked apart and die
…When did our words take on more meaning to others than ourselves,
we commercialised and caramelised for viewership sake.
Social media, god of the deep fake causes this to be our fate
Much online is pure content, some just nonsense
with each piece we read; each video watched a piece of us is lost
till the idea of ‘self” becomes illusion.
We drink each others coolaid,
feverishly waiting on the next challenge to parade.
Becoming like cancers to one another
Opinion like tumors, having the ability to spread and infect.
And here lies the madness…
That from Neil Gaiman’s mind, ever advancing Tech. boy,
we will continually cling to, until we all become faceless…
Festival King 