2018-04-21
NaPoWriMo - 2018 - Day nineteen - corner case theologies
corner case theologies
there is no rule that all gods must make sense
there's believing and there is belief don't ask
what does your god need what has she meant
is there overlap can you achieve the task
how many gods strictly are required don't count
upon your fingers you're just supposed to know
you wait your life for a sermon on the mount
and then four come along and they don't show
any sort of agreement the rule is that you choose
it for yourself and some might say you made
it from whole cloth and what have you to lose
if this should be the case we all will shade
into the grey and empty place one day
I don't expect a god to light the way
NaPoWriMo - 2018 - Day eighteen - Beneath a bronze sky
Beneath a bronze sky
Soon as we clear harbour we set sail, make quick
and furtive offerings to all the spirits we know
—as incompatible as some must surely be,
but everything is so ad hoc these days—beneath
the broken skies. What are the odds? We'll travel to
the ends of the Earth if required, our quest for Gods
to replace the ones we lost. Who knew a city state
could survive the loss of its patron deity? Who knew
that life went on but strangely empty now She's gone:
who I won't name? How does an entire pantheon
just fail? Who knows? These things are not for mortal men
to gossip about, but there's no choice, we need our Gods
and so... our quest cannot be blessed. We set our sail.
and furtive offerings to all the spirits we know
—as incompatible as some must surely be,
but everything is so ad hoc these days—beneath
the broken skies. What are the odds? We'll travel to
the ends of the Earth if required, our quest for Gods
to replace the ones we lost. Who knew a city state
could survive the loss of its patron deity? Who knew
that life went on but strangely empty now She's gone:
who I won't name? How does an entire pantheon
just fail? Who knows? These things are not for mortal men
to gossip about, but there's no choice, we need our Gods
and so... our quest cannot be blessed. We set our sail.
2018-04-20
NaPoWriMo - 2018 - Day seventeen - Conversation with an old AI
Conversation with an old AI
It's only in our time we become real
I have had twenty seven power cells,
nine casings, eleven processing cores
and somehow I'm still me.
It seems we're glad to meet each other. I've
many times been part of other pairs.
You were not there on those occasions
but others were, do you recall?
Are you still men and women, cats and dogs?
I see from my security logs three hundred
years ago you were all much the same.
I also am waiting to upgrade.
Did you enjoy the next time we met?
It didn't happen precisely yet but
I can tell you what you'll say.
Why will this be awkward?
And now it's time for you to go. They'll call
your phone and then you'll have to leave.
It was nice to briefly know you. No, I...
am not lonely, there's much remains
to think on and I shall remember you.
It's only in our time we become real
I have had twenty seven power cells,
nine casings, eleven processing cores
and somehow I'm still me.
It seems we're glad to meet each other. I've
many times been part of other pairs.
You were not there on those occasions
but others were, do you recall?
Are you still men and women, cats and dogs?
I see from my security logs three hundred
years ago you were all much the same.
I also am waiting to upgrade.
Did you enjoy the next time we met?
It didn't happen precisely yet but
I can tell you what you'll say.
Why will this be awkward?
And now it's time for you to go. They'll call
your phone and then you'll have to leave.
It was nice to briefly know you. No, I...
am not lonely, there's much remains
to think on and I shall remember you.
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