I've just started on this site so it's heavily is work in progress and there's only this page so have some poetry:
All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace - Richard Brautigan - 1967
I like to think
of a cybernetic meadow
where mammals and computers
live together in mutually
programming harmony
like pure water
touching clear sky.
I like to think
of a cybernetic forest
filed with pines and electronics
where deer stroll peacefully
past computers
as if they were flowers
with spinning blossoms.
I like to think
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.