What’s it like living in the future? A future where all around us, there is data, Where messages can be sent from any place anywhere, In a matter of seconds. Where every second, Millions of these messages are sent.
What’s it like living in the future? A future where our products are made By robots rather than humans. Where these robots are slowly replacing us, Working faster than we ever could. Where every second, Thousands of products made by these robots Are bought.
What’s it like living in the future? A future where there is a fantastical device, From which you can access all the information in the world With a simple touch of a button. Where you can download this information in seconds, Play it back, save it for later or delete it, No matter where you are. Where every second, Millions of gigabytes of new data is uploaded, Ready to be accessed.
What’s it like living in the future? A future where medical technology Has allowed us to cure diseases, Previously thought incurable and deadly. Where there are giant exoskeletons, That can amplify a man’s strength by ten. Where every second, We get closer to unlocking the mysteries Of the human body.
What is it like living in the future? I think that now you should know – This is a question that, soon enough, You will be able to honestly answer yourself.
My muse is like an excitable dog. It catches sight of totally random things and starts yapping and running around and wagging its tail and WILL NOT STOP until I write a poem about it.My poetry is sometimes based on personal experience and sometimes on other things. Aside from that, I enjoy video games (My favourite game series is Mass Effect) and the popular television show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
My fellow Americans, The hour is dark. Hence I stand before you With a heavy heart. Something is coming, Something man has never seen – An attack lacking precedent Within the pages of history. As you all well know, We
One time above a little shop, An old greengrocer climbed on top, Despite himself he could not stop, The world had changed forever. The fruit of that old grocers loins, Became obsessed with notes and coins, She knew the club
I see a place with starless skies. I see a dark smooth world endlessly a float in the black, its star long since blinked out. Covered with small closely spaced geodesic domes. Geodesic domes all interconnected, all with conduits leading