Walking through the city
With earbuds on when everyone
Looked like iClones
During the iTech invasion
I felt ancient modern
With an imagined sword
Worn like a guitar on my back
Jeanne D’Arc in the darkened subway
My eyes doubled a second layer of vision
Timed to music objects became more rare
I was a time traveler for an instant
Remembering the gowns and the armor
I was there and here before
I have no proof
Just the subtle memory.
Beautiful poem describing an era before we were all hooked into the Matrix of the Internet, VR and the coming 5G.
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Thank you Christopher. I think VR is super scary, what is reality anymore? will we know the difference, the coming 5G sounds ominous! 🤔
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