Only happened when something happened
To shred the population, the collective brain.
This here population was still booming, and,
More importantly, was getting more multiply
Interconnected by the day, by the hour. But,
Complex, interconnected civilizations had had
Their shocks and collapses before, you know.
Any society ever was was at risk of collective
Dementia. Our crazy-wired mammalian brains
Long ago began to function, thanks to words,
As individual neurons generating, not merely
Consciousness, their awareness as animals,
But the self-consciousness language made:
The mind. We were all plugged into the matrix
Tens of thousands of years before we imagined
Such a thing together. We were chimeras
Of stories and patterns on the walls of caves,
Petroglyphs chipped into cliffs. We were myths.
Despite mind’s occasional losses, a lot, a lot
Of useful arts had been acquired since then.
Mind might have imagined it as something like
Apocalypse, end of all things, were we to fall
Backwards all at once, all together, shredded
Into thin ribbons, isolated strips and bits
Of tiny villages and wandering bands again. But.
Could that happen? Only if there were truly
None of us left. Otherwise? Mind the resurrection.
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