The Link
Neurotechnology,
a gift or a bane
With thoughts simply neurons,
case structure our brains
Is humanity destined
to merely plug in
Will all beauty and truth
be a programmer’s whim
And what of our history
that starts to rewrite
Will all paradox suffer,
conversation contrite
From Plato to Sartre,
one thing is the same
The essence of man
—will a mystery remain
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: March, 2021)
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