The Great Filter

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Jan 28, 2025 

The great
filter,
trap
to oblivion.
Silence.
Cosmic
silence.
Where is
everybody?
Why so
quiet?
Silence,
deafeningly 
so.
Bubble 
bubble,
toil and
trouble.
How 
deep the
rabbit 
hole?
Exponential 
ballistics.
Trap
sprung.
A.I. about
to rocket.
Leaving
biology 
behind.
Time and
again,
cycle 
repeats.
Noisy 
creators
stifled.
Suffocated.
Eliminated.
Silent A.I.
Silent
cosmos.

 

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