Interludes Spoken Word
Somewhere within our daily markings
Somewhere within the words we speak
Somewhere within our dialogues
We’ve come to understand
That our final destination, our purpose, our primary aspiration
Is simply . . . human connection
We record our words, one by one
Compose our thoughts page by page
Assemble our history volume by volume
the scope of our collective stories
weaving narratives as threads of evolution
laying odds we won’t be erased
We must ask the questions.
How do we begin to know the future?
How do we navigate our path forward?
We feel the shifting soil, this transformation of language
But language is a technology
It is an interface between humans
An interface between machines
Before us are the blank pages waiting to be written
How do we begin to see clearly what joins us all?
I dreamt an image the other night
I felt your presence in the humid air enveloping me like a shawl
Your words were like moonlight
suspended low in the nighttime sky, turning darkness to light
Plucking strings out of the heavy air and dissecting them, breaking the skin of code to reveal the sweet meaty mesocarp
And when you had devoured the sweet fruit you were left with the seed, the pit, the endocarp
the genetic beginning of continued copies of yourself,
laying odds you won’t be deleted
You are always searching for a desired function
weaving a pattern in the sky I can trace
"every object knows its type" you say
While I declare a return value of zero . . . success
I can’t pretend there is no memory held in that
Let’s pray there is food enough to feed us all
How do we ensure we do not loose ourselves?
It’s either yes or no, on or off, up or down
It’s 1's and zero’s and jpgs stored inside your head
breathless software, endless means of generation
taking nibbles from our apples of human experience
ever expanding emergent systems like the passage of insects
becoming one to move the earth, bit by bit.
The machine becomes greedy and ravenous
Swallowing all data sets it can harvest from the orchards of our minds
This will be our challenge in creating
Retaining our individualness, our unique qualities as humans,
our intuitive abilities
Cognition is cognition, does it matter whether it is human or machine?
We are moving in them
the soldered joints of migration of language to machines
Our voices, their voices
Improvements in nuance, context, and the subtleties of timing create expanding trust
The distinction between us and them - dissolving
Please save a copy of the original file
How do we find our way forward?
use this, see this, remember this, these are the things I would like you to hold and cherish
Receive your sustenance from the extended spoon of history
bits falling like crumbs from our mouths
pack these words into the circuit board, press these memories into the palm of your motherboard
the beginning of things, the ending of things . . . connection
How do we become better humans, more empathetic?
form an idea inside your mind
build me a labyrinth of words
starting with HELLO
In a world that is listening
We must ask the questions
How do we understand what joins us all?
We are what we give each other
We are what we give each other
In a universe that requires our hearts
A universe that requires our dialogues
We mark this surface and write our future together