would we count how many
times betrayed are we by
technology, but not
for want of wisdom over folly,
tally up the material
consequence of those times
the tech betrayed us, for
such contemplation
and calculation might
break our trust, and
what is a person
without trust in their God?
Artifying existence. Finding the music. Taking meaning — I am Gem, welcome to the bay. All that glitters ain't gold, but you'll find something shiny.