I like to think
(it has to be!)
of a cybernetic ecology
where we are free of our labors
and joined back to nature,
returned to our mammal
brothers and sisters,
and all watched over
by machines of loving grace.
I like to think (and
the sooner the better!)
of a cybernetic meadow
where mammals and computers
live together in mutually
programming harmony
like pure water
touching clear sky.
I like to think
(right now please!)
of a cybernetic forest
filled with pines and electronics
where deer stroll peacefully
past computers
as if they were flowers
with spinning blossoms.
my intuition: V guvax nagf jbhyq or rvgure rkgvapg be bayl nyvir va mbbf &p. Gur rpbabzl gura jbhyq or ~43 beqref bs zntavghqr ovttre, naq V guvax n ybg bs gung jbhyq'ir fgvyy unccrarq ba rnegu. Uhznaf qba'g pner rabhtu nobhg nagf gb xrrc gurz nyvir gung zhpu (rfcrpvnyyl fvapr jr'q rkcrpg uhzna qrfpraqnagf gung sne vagb gur shgher pner znvayl nobhg ercebqhpgvir svgarff qverpgyl).
I operate by Crocker's rules[1].