Commentary and Philosophy Poetry posted April 17, 2023 Chapters:  ...19 20 -21- 22... 


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The magic carpet ride of the internet...

A chapter in the book Artificial Intelligence

Search Engines

by estory

I ride the search engines across the internet,
Across waves of endless possibilities and uncharted domains.
Search engines fly me to the heights of excitement
And the depths of depravity,
Uncovering the most bizarre fetishes,
The most outrageous ideas and schemes.
Search engines open up closed doors
And jump through hidden portals
Into forbidden wesites
Within the shadow of the dark web.
All these places can be accessed by search engines.
And the search engines don't ask questions,
Make judgments or authorization calls.
There are no limits, no barricades, no borders
The search engines cannot cross.
Search engines are like magic carpets
In a digital element. Think of that;
Digital magic carpet search engines
Without horizons, without last stops.
The ride never ends on the search engines
Tearing across the far flung distances of the web.
Even long after you've grown tired of these things
You keep searching for,
The search engines continue to travel on,
Offering glimpses of the sensational,
The mysterious, the grotesque;
An endless parade of PT Barnums
Offering an endless parade of miracle cures,
Too good to be true offers,
Get rich quick schemes, naked bodies
In all kinds of ages, shapes and sizes
And exclusive products that never cease to amaze you.
The search engines bring them all to your fingertips,
Instantaneously, like a genie in a bottle
Let out after a thousand years.




This prose poem owes much in style and format to the prose poetry of Jack Anderson and pieces of his like Meditation on Christian Science Reading Rooms, Trancendence of the Pencil and The Mysterious Sound. I wanted to create a sense of the limitless Pandora's Box feel of the internet and it's ability, for good or bad, to bring to your fingertips all the corners of your imagination, including the dark corners. I thought the closing lines summed it up; an image of this genie in the bottle that once out of the bottle, is hard to bottle up again. And where this thing will take us, is anyone's guess. This kind of power can really open up the gates of hell as much as bring us heaven on Earth. estory
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