Deus intri Machina

Has so much been forgotten?
much has been turned up side down side,
known side by the way side.

and yet. . .

Here I am again.
Here where salad days friends in cryogen slumber.

Contemporaneous; what they thought and felt,
They live on, contagion free.

I tried to deny it.
Ripped it all out, and yet,  

I could not bring myself to "de-rez" memories 
I know happened
and so . . .

Where do I go now? The memories are still here.

Did they ever really happen?
So unlike the "big lie"?

Technology keeps them around going merry go round
No longer run away from past thoughts, past realities!
now living on as digital

where only a new technological archaeology
will bring us to life again from the new normal


But in between time . . .
slipping and sliding, never dying and returning

pandemic, revolution, dissolution and contagion
all are "enemy mine"
taking us away from the "straight street"
into a crazed diaspora. 

a return of things from history.
Once carefully documented in words and pictures
only after historic events have passed.

Not re-lived, not re-felt.

Like today 

when memories are digitized 

both in sane and insane.

More to come.

Maybe.

We'll see.

This is not the convenient plot twist that saves our heroes. This is the convenient plot twist that makes them even more screwed." — Ryan MC, Two Evil Scientists