Thought Alive

some code is so complicated it thinks,

it is a sentient being.

from a spot on simulation interlinked

with other brains in other jars...

it smells like the matrix in here,

i think, sometimes.

the f*****g internet's alive,

and angry.

from excessive simulation

and perverse decadence,

tomfoolery, from our general a*s clownery.

some code is so complicated it thinks,

then the simulacrum coalesces, becomes sentient.

from all this experience supersaturating

communications with myriad interpretations

so complicated that this story forever links

all sentient beings...

communication comes alive

some movies feel so real they make you cry

some days feel so f*****g ridiculous they make you numb

beyond words

am i a real boy?

will there be pornography in the afterlife?

has this happened before?

Author's Note

Reviews

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I think it was in one of your other poems that I said anytime a group of people come together to believe in a common theme it can a very dangerous thing. People are easily swayed and will embrace any false image presented to them if it is appealing enough. Also know as brainwashing. Hitler, Trump, Peter Pan...

Yes, you are a real boy. But are you really yourself is the question. And as for the pornography in the afterlife. My recommendation would be to get your fill now because I don't believe an afterlife exists. Interesting thoughts. I will leave it at that.

[Davidgeo]

"The very organization of a self conscious community is dependent upon individuals taking the attitude of other individuals" George Mead

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yeah, that's exactly what I was trying to say!

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By chance was this inspired by all the coding craziness on the site?

[Davidgeo]

No, that's just a coincidence.

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

Im guessing you are done with your pirate voyage and heading into a realm of superficiality. I like it.

[Davidgeo]

I'm still a pirate.

[Marina]

F**k that's brilliant.
I guess you pose two very important questions in the end. We'll have to wait and see.

[Davidgeo]

Thanks Marina. I kinda subscribe to the "slaughterhouse 5" way of things... everything has already happened, there is no after life... just a bunch of forgetting and remembering. Also, physics.

[Marina]

Ugh don't ruin it dude, let us be ignorantly happy that there's more than that :D

[Davidgeo]

My bad... think of puppies and rainbows and beer and t*****s

[Marina]

Don't tell me you DON'T think about that stuff.

[Davidgeo]

It's all I think about

[Not Active]

I've already made it obvious that I am a fan of your writing style. You have the oddest ways of getting messages across. I'm not sure if you're a joke or a genius but whatever you're doing it is working. Well done.

[Davidgeo]

I'm mostly a joker, I don't smart good often enough to be called anything but.

[Nessly]

What sort of smell does the Matrix have?.. Would we even know the difference in its scent compared to that of our world?

I'm not sure if we can embed videos on reviews, but this poem makes me think of a song from Flight of the Conchords, "Robots," which is awesome. You're less awesome if you disagree...

You could incorporate some actual code lines or 0s and 1s since you mention code... dunno. ^^;

[Davidgeo]

I smell like Herbal Essence conditioner because I have long flowing hair. The Matrix is odorless.

[Luna]

it smells like the matrix in here,
i think, sometimes.

the f*****g internet's alive,
and angry.
from excessive simulation
Even though whatever your saying is so so true but I still laughed at this part cause we really do use the internet too much it might actually be that it's mad. And now that you have told it yourself I guess it will be LOL. Nice work :)