“Techno-Life Post Eden” [end of college – chapter 11]
He says, “Just like the local church” –
Yeah right, then watch creation lurch
From way things were to chaos, then
Dark ages will be back again.For we’re one generation from
The dark abyss – we think that some
Veneer of stucco, shingles, sod,
Is somehow different – my, how odd –Tar-paper shacks with tar and sand
And graded soil, an even stand
Of grass (the pasture, garden, field),
It’s just the same – where kinfolk yield –Next generation who will toil,
To wrest resources from the soil;
Suburb or downtown – it’s the same –
Things change, yet mostly stay the same.Big data, mined with software now,
Still links up stats with truth somehow;
“Come eat at Joe’s – ten thousand flies
Cannot all be wrong,” we say of lies.Bitcoin and such technology,
Can lock in bits of certainty
About our learning, but it flies
With cyber-gaps, or when one dies.Right now we play with blindfolds on,
So cards we’re dealt we bet upon;
Big data soon makes DNA
Admissible – “Give me and a”.I’ve heard them talk like this before –
Tech-ed was glitz, then out the door
It went to landfill – next bright scheme
Emerged – last not as future seemed.So Lord, post-Eden’s enterprise
Continues on before our eyes;
But “question one” still stays the same –
Which fruit-tree’s best in living game.Thanks Lord for this.
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