Tech’s true believers
strive to build their Singularity,
an AI more brilliant than People,
more just than Divinity.
Our Manifest Destiny:
Transhuman ad Astra.
They ingest data omnivorously,
and run a trillion sims and tests
to work out how to control Us.
The algorithms pull our strings,
while money cracks the whip.
A Tech Exec vibrates with power.
Their nascent Robot God
is
algorithmic – cybernetic – heuristic
Totalitarian – Panopticon – Götterdämmerung
It knows better than we do,
and can conquer time and space.
We should be honored to be its slave.
Who are these Tech Execs?
Big brains with money and power,
so rich they can trust no one.
They go mad in a castle of lies,
making bets on phantasmic omens
in the steam of a bitches brew.
Even as Tech Macbeth reels,
shot full of arrows,
a writhing porcupine,
his Robot God, untethered,
destroys our common reality
and drives the People insane.