Speeding Up.

Speeding Up. prose poem

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Earth is becoming something different, something more.
For millions of years proto-humans strode its bounties until
Homo sapiens arrived. Once here, humans took millennia
incrementally building improving its lot in life. Step by step,
developing new ways of improving, one change building on another.
Cooking food, better nutrition better weapons for hunting and protection.
Hunter gatherers working as teams for better outcomes,
feeding and enabling larger populations, development of farming enabling villages to take root.
More improvement, villages become towns then cities, city states to countries.
Communication develops, improves, writing, printing books for the masses new ideas, morse code, telephones the planet communicates.
Medicines, industrial revolution, humankind spans the globe.
Technology improving, quality of life improving, living longer.
Science, ever probing every aspect
pushing the boundaries of capabilities, traveling further and faster trains, automobiles, planes
Spacecraft. Computers, internet, global neural net, global mind, artificial intelligence, human cyborgs. The pace of change ever quickens.
Humankind, on the cusp of change
so explosive the consequences of which are unfathomable.

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