Caveat emptier: This post was drafted with help from an AI assistant (Perplexity)— but ideated and edited extensively by the human, Bill Acton
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Lord,
midway on the journey
of my digital life
I woke to find myself
in a dark feed,
the right way
lost.
midway on the journey
of my digital life
I woke to find myself
in a dark feed,
the right way
lost.
The scroll went downward,
circles within circles—
the envious,
the wrathful,
the deceivers,
each with their own
comment section.
Send me a guide
through this inferno of voices—
a wisdom that can name
each trap:
false prophets of profit,
flatterers with poisoned links,
thieves of identity
masked as friends.
Show me also
the purgatorio of habit,
where souls slowly climb
out of addiction
to the glow,
learning again
to look up
from the screen
to the sky.
And finally,
let there be a paradise
not of constant brightness
but of clear seeing—
where truth is not twisted
for clicks,
where each person
is more than their record
of posts and searches.
not of constant brightness
but of clear seeing—
where truth is not twisted
for clicks,
where each person
is more than their record
of posts and searches.
Grant that my stewardship
of this vast, unseen realm
be a pilgrimage:
away from the circles
of harm and illusion,
toward that quiet place
where love and wisdom
order even
the wires.
wracton@gmail.com
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