The tech will not be denied
It keeps its own pace and company
You can hear it in the past
The sound von Neumann heard
In the back of his mind
The hum Turing felt
At the base of his spine
The spark the chimp saw
Pounding walnuts between stones
The ones and twos of it
The spiderwebs of it
We stride next to it
Because we are of it
We tell stories
To mask the data
Narratives to help
Ease through our days
Those who face the light of it
Move us forward
To something different
That is still yet us
The tech will not be denied
It moves without consent because it is us
We are its company and its raison d’etre
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
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