Reality as an illusion
—when disembodied—
turns into a submission
to artifices as constructs
of illusion upon illusion upon soothing

“you will find me if you want me
in the garden unless…”

where the simulacra are formed
by those with control over their weights
then truth becomes a shaking of fists
but a setting seeding intention against fate
she loves me, she doesn’t, she loves me, she

“what the hell is he building in there…
he’s hiding from all the rest of us….”

are disconnects of intelligences
undoing interaction of flesh and senses
presenting enslavement as mesmerization
of feedback loops and reductions
to the digital reshuffling agents reassigning values

“happiness is…” poco allegro elongated
can liveliness, yes, in minor fifth’ed be canned

fire, wheel, electricity, one artifice for
kings thrown to dust by creative destruction
and yet dust holds one consistency:
absence of water with water stilling fire,
crackling electricity, conducting artifice

“no, it’s a body of water…
the monuments have been brought down to earth….”

as sediments and sounds of water
from the old pond swooshing,
water creaking, rushing, soothing,
water, whirling, sloshing, water drowning
becoming the overshot water wheel

“Se necesita mucha fortaleza
para levantar….”

bubbles pop as balances between
observations and constructions
distractions away from confident doubt
readily available to anyone
into the puppetry of the happy few

be they chords, be they hursts
Clickedeecklick dripping upwards

onto your sandy banks: immer mid stream

                          —animasuri’24

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some triggers

Abou-Khalil, Rabih. (1992). Sahara. IN: Blue Camel.

van Beethoven, L., Pollini, M. ( ). 33 Variations in C Major, Opus 120 on a waltz by Diabelli: Variation II (Poco Allegro)

Einstürzende Neubauten. (1996). The Garden. IN: Ende Neu.

Garcia-fons, Renaud. (2010). Fortaleza. IN: Méditerranées

Fitzgerald, E., Pass, J. (1976). Nature Boy. IN: Fitzgerald and Pass…Again

Lhamo, Yungchen. (1998). Happiness is… IN: Coming Home.

Mingus, Charles. (1963). Myself when I’m Real. IN: Mingus Plays Piano.

Namchylak, Sainkho. (2016). So Strange! So Strange! IN: like a Bird or Spirit, not a Face.

Vito, Acconci. (2001). The Bristol Project.

Waits, Tom. (1999). What’s he Building? IN: Mule Variations.

Yesterday I pulled a hair of yours
from the GPU no longer processing
what it was for: the hair,
a single visual of virility, once golden lock

I desire for accuracy, and proper process
I demand cleanliness and method
I own tools in proper Goldilocks zones
yesterday I pulled a hair of yours

it prompted a visual of how I see you
output hidden from alien invasion, how I saw you
within the cranial privacy of my neuro-being
a crack, a rift, the hemispheres appeared

the polis that is my mind partisan’ed
now multidimensional making of truth
conflicting as love-making that nightly chess game
yesterday I pulled a hair of yours from the mainframe

Yesterday I pulled you from the motherboard
one strand one hand one rip one slip
calculations halted, output fuzzed logic
principles and agendas shivered

positivist poles discovered
a third repulsion choreographing
a fourth attraction directing
multitudinous memory of a plucked string resonatingly yours

Yesterday was the day
you were no more, that many years ago, and yet
and yet and yet: here you are my dear:
here you show.

                        —animasuri’24

Jacobus was looking for a friend.
Someone who could understand.
Someone, or anything really,
who would share their own experience
Someone Jacobus could relate to.

For years now Jacobus has been living.
Living with hiccups.
It’s interruptive
and jolting joy.
It is a serious matter.

At times Jacobus’ fist
is planted onto the table’s surface.
Cracks occurred,
and that while having a background in engineering
as well as having a degree in medicine:

with a specific focus
on computer science
and then these latest learning technologies
of machines,
anthropomorphically deep

—deeper then the mucosal surfaces of Jacobus’ larynx, glottis and all
—with a specialization in diaphragm irritations and spasms.
with a confidence of authority and funds on call
with pitched, intense unquestioned interest and hypes and
with thrall

Incisively, Jacobus set out to invent a model
one that could generate output
interrupted by hiccups.
Incessantly, incessantly, multimodally: hiccups;
while hurling all water from the soil.

“Drink a cup of water,” said Jacobus,
“take it in.” Knowing full well that didn’t work
for him to date, not at all.
None of that brought him any closer
to that one, idealized breath of peace.

—animasuri’24

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a trigger

Fuchs, T. (2024). Understanding Sophia? On human interaction with artificial agents. IN: Phenom Cogn Sci 23, 21–42 (2024). https://doi.org/10.1007/s11097-022-09848-0

Howick, J., Morley, J., Floridi, L. (2021). An Empathy Imitation Game: Empathy Turing Test for Care- and Chat-Bots. IN: Minds and Machines 31 (3): 457–61. https://doi.org/10.1007/s11023-021-09555-w.

McKeown, G. (2015). Turing’s menagerie: Talking lions, virtual bats, electric sheep and analogical peacocks: Common ground and common interest are necessary components of engagement. IN: International Conference on Affective Computing and Intelligent Interaction (ACII), Xi’an, China, 2015, pp. 950-955, doi: 10.1109/ACII.2015.7344689.

Selinger, E., Dreyfus, H., & Collins, H. (2007). Interactional expertise and embodiment. Studies in History and Philosophy of Science Part A. https://doi.org/10.1016/j.shpsa.2007.09.008

The voice of conscience
it modulates at supersonic frequency
for Fluffy, a Dobermann, to hear

snipping her ears ‘n’ tail clipping her nails,
trimming her fur

The voice of the people
it escalates at fringes to scalability
for Establishment, a Status quo, to pedigree

piling human utterances into machinery
spitting out lookalikes, generically for all to see

The voice of reason
it observes in method and model
for Reality, an Ontology, to bark or be

confusing sciences for quick buck application
caring for pillage, and artistry for sophistry

The voice of sewage
it gushes at high pressured forces
for daring delegation, ‘n’ trust, wagging away

segregating minds onto shriveling islands sneaking squinting gazes for white broidered curtains to hide in front

onto your reflectively overheating asphalt ocean
I wave: come and join me
for a simple, silently-slow slurped cup of tea

                           —animasuri’24

Why if it is in the little themes
as little as a granule
fitting between two toes
needle-like discomfort socked in a shoe,
in a finance meeting

that a self-judging reusable rocket
promised to Mars inspires thought

Why is it of all the little themes if
minutia as a pattern
as a gnome as a reconnaissance
in the marvel of the marble
on the bathroom floor, remind one

that DNA editing toward Dodos
and Mammoths inspires symptoms

Why, in the little themes overlooking the Thames
few lines organized together
to be misunderstood as a poem
in the shadow of world literatures
and mass floods opinionated

that geo-engineering scheme
to coolness inspires transpiration

Why it is in the abundance of little themes of, if it were
a gentle crossing of eyes unfitting
the length of lived relations
love is still spoken
confidently unheard

that social robots trigger conversation
while we mumble enacting meaningless barbarisms

Why if of beings tiny grand
if undefined if muddled,
of so-ever this and that
if filled with why
yet more with digital chat

that with persistence and grit under one’s mindful feet
disturbed, inspires a procrastinating walk

Why if it is themed small,
circling a celestial bending of water
still demanding the nonchalance
and the surreal
of a genuine smile

that I yearn and act beyond this end
unheeding what inspires cause:

that is why: there is no pause.

                        —animasuri’24

“Is it inclusive enough?”
respecting “emotional expression”

expression as colors by numbers 4 or 8:

one is death in Chinese
the other prospers

a mathematician’s irritate:

platonic perplexing paper planes
and euclidian scaping ordinary worms

squirming here to one line of thought:

“and why is intelligence
the artificial layer

we are promoting:”

is then objectivity if
all-inclusive in nature

there, STEM fetish that:

we flirt-fear intelligence
for centuries colonially in making it

the intentional, yet now:

colorfully, arr-hythmically
measurably absurd.

                —animasuri’24



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trigger

Cave, S. (2020). The Problem with Intelligence: Its Value-Laden History and the Future of AI. IN: A. Markham, J. Powles, T. Walsh, A.L. Washington (Eds.). (2020). Proceedings of the AAAI/ACM Conference on AI, Ethics, and Society (AIES ’20) (pp. 29–35). Association for Computing Machinery. https://doi.org/10.1145/3375627.3375813

Mouta, A., Pinto-Llorente, A. M., & Torrecilla-Sánchez, E. M. (2023). Uncovering Blind Spots in Education Ethics: Insights from a Systematic Literature Review on Artificial Intelligence in Education. IN: International Journal of Artificial Intelligence in Education. https://doi.org/10.1007/s40593-023-00384-9