In Front Of Our Eyes

In Front Of Our Eyes prose poem

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It’s happening right in front of our eyes.
We who live today are right in the middle of it.
Being swept up in the wave breaking on humanities shoreline.
The global brain being born all around us, exponentially expanding, most oblivious of its nature.
Humans all over the globe, every nook and cranny communicating,exchanging ideas like never before. Country boarders being swept away in the torrent of human interaction, human communication. The growth and scope of this phenomenon is in its infancy, growing exponentially.
The global think now in place, instant knowledge, all of what humanity knows now instantly available to everybody. Huge, this is huge and will change everything. Global communities emerging and will continue, decentralization becomes the norm, democracy on a global scale. The “new world order” just not as previously envisioned. Not run by central masters but diffuse globally, impossible to control, humanities global think now moves forward into the future unlike never before.

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