Zeros & ones?

A strange time indeed

I’m not sure who I’m talking to when I address someone I don’t really know

But invariably it’s hostile

Or weird

People are in their algorithms

Projecting onto you

They’re talking about things which don’t exist cept in social media

They’re living in an invisible cyber world

Not this one

Radically atomised

They live ‘inside’ their phones

Not present in the here & now

(The public realm)

But elsewhere

Or rather NOWHERE

People are “living their best lives”

Despite the suicide attempts

& the antidepressants

& the fact that very few are having satisfying sex

But it’s all part of a competition

To appear invincible

Not sure where it’s heading

I prefer keeping my own company

Apart from one or two

It’s a time for keeping one’s head down

Coz it’s divide & rule

As the corporate elites rub their hands

Conquering all the lands

There’s going to be even more refugees

But yeah those trying to pass themselves off as ‘young’ & ‘up to date’

Are revolting

So fake

So phoney

All I crave is some honesty

But those I meet

Seek to have one over me

Or at least the projection of their algorithm

What will they be like

When in a few years time