Virtualization
Not a bad one for computer systems,
But not a great one for people made of meat,
Designed to breathe the same air
And warm the same space
As other people made of meat,
To sweat in summer
And shiver in winter
And love and be loved in person, in the meat.
In my virtualized world
I seek the love of those
Who cannot, will not love me back.
I span time and space and culture
To proliferate trivialities,
To consume carefully curated slices of friends,
To sample the fashionable fears and rage and ambitions
Of a perishing world.
How much better to keep my head down
And my eyes open here and now?
But not a great one for people made of meat,
Designed to breathe the same air
And warm the same space
As other people made of meat,
To sweat in summer
And shiver in winter
And love and be loved in person, in the meat.
In my virtualized world
I seek the love of those
Who cannot, will not love me back.
I span time and space and culture
To proliferate trivialities,
To consume carefully curated slices of friends,
To sample the fashionable fears and rage and ambitions
Of a perishing world.
How much better to keep my head down
And my eyes open here and now?
To seek connection to flesh and blood where I am,
To see the virtual world for what it is:
A neat trick, but ultimately
An empty simulacrum,
To see the virtual world for what it is:
A neat trick, but ultimately
An empty simulacrum,
A pale imitation,
An overpromising,
Underdelivering
Distraction from the world God made.
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