2275 CE Series : Accomodation

The Lodge

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tipro lives in a room, in a flat he shares with three others,

Each is separated from the family and seek the one.

Living alone can be a burden, one prepares for such.

In the middle of the room, he keeps a hot-plate,

Its a little semblance of the campfire in the woods,

Where he wants to be, but an imitation works great.

Cooks a little, warms the ready-made and boils coffee.

On the shelves, porcelain figurines of archetypical man,

The Italian chef, the bride, the stallion and a host of others,

They represent the world, in contact with his own animus.

The 'world' shelf, holds objects that represent the human races.

On another shelf, an indication of family around a small wooden house.

On the table, a computer that links to the world and his social self.

People stopped fearing the idea of being alone back in 2150,

Instead, accepted the growing state of mind and became something new,

The author of their own life; in connection with the world celt,

An electro-magnetic thought conveyor, an instrument of true love,

 'Mother', that links everyone globally, allowing the mind, its rationality,

To ponder its situation and learn to communicate what it discovers.

Civilized life, says Tipro constantly, what they only dreamt about in 2050.