Communication

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Dec 04, 2018

Humanity.
Humans talk,
communicate.
Been doing
so since the
first grunts.
For millennia 
human sounds
have filled
the airways.
Dissipating 
in the wind.
Humanity expanded,
communication 
expanded.
Spoken words,
written words,
flying furiously 
around the globe.
Communications,
thoughts,t
information, most
lost to time.
Some stuck
in the minds
of man
and moved
forward.
Engrams tweaked,
thinking altered.
More people
more words.
Endless
conversations 
endless thoughts.
Ideas, thoughts
flying around
the globe at
light speed.
Computers,
Internet,
social media.
Communication 
increasing  
exponentially.
Most dissipates 
some sticks
gets passed 
forward.
Such is the
way
civilization is
constructed.

 

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Daniel Moskowitz commented on Dec 06, 2018 at 1:39am
Much of our current communication is becoming rather meaningless, JG. I am a big fan of Country Musician, Sturgill Simpson. I like when he sings, "The Sex is Cheap and the Talk is overrated" in his song, "Life of Sin". Sometimes, we turn to the internet for the same reason we turn to Dope....simply to DISTRACT ourselves from whatever else is going on in our lives.

 

 

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