Machines of Loving Grace

It has been a week of computer challanges. I have managed a new computer, after too many oddities to deal with in the last. But this did not solve the problem, it has somehow transferred these oddities to the new computer. I like to think it must be me, not quite able to accept the modern world and its ways. But most likely, it is just computers, manmade and faulty and a sign of the times.

But, as with most things, this will pass and computer bliss is on its way soon, when all works right, my words fall from my mind just right on the page, and when clicking the publish button actually publishes the post, not makes it disappear into oblivion.


All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace
by Richard Brautigan 1968

I like to think (and the sooner the better!)
of a cybernetic meadow
where mammals and computers live together
in mutually programming harmony
like pure water touching clear sky.
I like to think (right now please!)
of a cybernetic forest filled with pines and electronics
where deer stroll peacefully past computers as if they were flowers with spinning blossoms.
I like to think (it has to be!)
of a cybernetic ecology
where we are free of our labors and joined back to nature,
returned to our mammal brothers and sisters,
and all watched over by machines of loving grace


A very interesting man that wrote this. Here is a few links to sites about him.
http://www.rooknet.com/beatpage/writers/brautigan.html
http://www.litkicks.com/BeatPages/page.jsp?what=RichardBrautigan