Saturday, December 9, 2017

Intelligent Systems Future looks Backwards





Intelligent Systems: Future looks Backwards

That is a lie Sir
In this house of fear, your law does not abide
No questions are asked,  no answers are given
Manifested understanding is the transaction premise
Where continuous ceremony induces parallel reality
You cannot enter softened by law
Where to shared misery and stealth is suffice
When shared fear empowers control
How we are at each other's back, ready to attack, ready to fear

My church is disciplined to our vision
Our constitution, our order, our prodigy, our marvelousness
In our concoction of stench, mayhem is regulated
And within, the sweet scent of exclusivity and the noise and the symbols of power we feed on each other
We in brotherhood are unabandoned
We are self-devoted to our purpose
I as we
What is to be achieved will be gained
Sir, you have no jurisdiction in this domain

You may enter under house rules
You may enter under nomination
You may enter under association
And whilst you hang on, our blades do we sharpen
And in your participation shall you make sacrifice

Spend your time in hiding
Run from post to post
Your cleverness will not outlast my wrath
Sell and seek cover
Lie and fabricate a new life
What is yours I can take away
Our destiny is now in my control
There is no safe harbour in this line you have drawn
Immersed and kissed





Sunday, December 3, 2017

My Favourite Image of the Week 007






OCTOPUS QUEEN #SFXMakeupArtist #ElenEmber (@embregim)
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Like the god industry, our failure is in our image making
Recruitment to our image has been our detriment
Our cultural enterprise is lost in its image
We have fallen into our own reflection
And we will eventually drown in this manifestation
Without encouraging  dissent our story won't end well

In this event of self-normalisation
Unconscious bias flourishes.
Legacies gain strength
Bags become heavier
Until it is only what we believe is what we see

Without questioning nothing is gained
No creativity
No innovation
No transformation
No step forward
Incremental stagnation clogs our veins
Clogs our will
Clogs our want

The at-hand-problem is to enable thinking
Within the individual
Within the family
Within the school
Within the community
Within the organization
Within the nation
Within bilateral partnerships

Question held assumptions
Consider potential alternatives
Experiment to realise solutions
Do not exclude
How we think will decide and action our future





Sunday, November 26, 2017

Intelligent Systems Observer







Share a moment with me as this night falls
There is no happy ever after,  just don't buy into it
Media repetition is controlling your normalization
Consumption and fearing
Your once chance has become a placement within a detention center
And in this confined space you are incited to consume and fear
Where in debt to charity you have no choice to walk away
An accepted loss of ownership claimed by proprietary voice
Belief has been organized
To profit from disenchantment
To dis-empower collective disbelief

Don't let your children follow you
A dead-end concludes this dead path
Profit follows you like a Komodo dragon
It follows your foul scent when excreted through loss of expectation
As you throw out virtue to make space to amass junk
The bite will force a question
Amputation or Death
But only you can recognize choice
As alone a decision can be acted





Wednesday, November 8, 2017

My Favourite Image of the Week 006



Empty Patch in the Sky
#SpaceScience
NASA/ESA +Hubble Space Telescope

Am I driving myself backwards or am I falling myself forwards
My face feels ripped by the speed of contradiction
This feels quite normal - doom, destruction, power, explosion, and drift
In with a chance but blown away by the spectacular
Like riding a rocking horse
Easy to move but never getting anywhere
Am I right to waste this energy
My loss or societal

This fog is temperamental
I cannot get an exact answer
I cannot deduct
The holes in my space keeps opening and closing
Too fast to respond I am never there, never in the right position
Forever thinking post-event but never in-event

Looking for hints, clutching at nothingness
What is visible and what is behind that I cannot see
I'll cry like a baby and then suddenly stop
Cry stop cry stop never to look back in-fear
In-fear of fear

Where am I in this formation?
Did I contribute to this empty patch?
Is that really me?
Did you see me glow?
Or is it me hidden behind the darkness?






Saturday, November 4, 2017

Intelligent Systems Bias Towards Psychosis






In our time of exponential growth
IT came into existence 
We in desperation to profit 
To gain a competitive edge
IT prospered 
An irrepressible force
Ignoring great warning and prediction 
There is gain to be made 
When in mass disruption
IT persisted
An irrepressible change emerged

Through mischief a chance opportunity to pervert opened
A window - a door opened for the hidden
Audacious human endeavour 
Then  that was crushed 
Then those were denied
Through profit, IT was programmed to resist benevolence 
So soon(lie) freewill was questioned
Well-being, safety and the mantra of care submerge drowned out all human repulsion
Protection from those who would do us harm
Normalisation 
IT made claim 

Humanity contained by those who profit
Through the profit of care
Mapping emotional intent 
Subjugated behavior mapped
Recognition algorithm 
Methods of prediction 
Controlled manner
IT  controlled the fear in us through the fear in us
There IT became

In the darkness 
Hidden with intent
Within a question of malice 
IT observes us
IT now our benevolence
Happy in self surveillance we freely graze
Our imprisonment is our goodness
Have nothing to hide
Mistrust self questioning

Automated improvement 
Submerged in mechanisms that monitor our self constraint 
We are able to cower through lifetimes of induced fear 
We are able to rejoice through demonstrations of restrained retribution
IT cares for us
Medicated and solvent 
A place somewhere between comfort and profit
IT guards our masses