a smattering of cloudsNO not a smattering staccato YES
staccatoclouded blue sky
DOTs DASHs
Morse Code
not since Scouts
if words
escaped him
dots and dashs wouldnt be
significant
but he felt
compelled
he followed his compulsions
which happened
if they didnt he
hadnt intuitions or gut feelings to fall back on
compulsions were better
he couldnt stop looking at the
clouds
wondered if they were talking
to him
hed keep that to himself
really wished he had a camera to
record them
he had pen an paper
he segmented the clouds into clots left to right while somewhere in his head cried right to left as in
Japan back to front
which appealed to his lefthandedness
dot dash
dot dot
dash dash dash
dash dot dash
dash dot dash dot
dash dot
dot
there were plenty more clouds in the sky but they were
closelygrouped some bled into each other he caught their merging out of his peripheral
the piece of sky he viewed clouds
more separate was sufficient
later at home he took up one of his dictionaries to see if the dots and dashes he recorded were actually letters
SURPRISE
they were
seven letters
A
I
O
K
C
N
E
A I O
K C N E
first A I wasnt O K by him
C N E
he bet an acronym which also wasnt O
K by him say whaya mean
Artificial Intelligence
OK
as conceding to its repugnant existence
C N E
first unfurled acronym
Continuing Nursing Education
A I is O K if its continually
nursed educated
maybe maybe not
it was audacious to imagine the
universe might single him out to talk to
however
who else that afternoon was
looking at the clouds in the sky and wondering Morse Code
the conjecturecant call it fact despite the fact of the clouds formations A I was communicated to him
though even clouds couldnt convince him
A I was O K
approximately4PM, Saturday,
7 10. 23
1234, Sunday,
5 11. 23
ELP Welcome to the Show https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_zo0FiNheI
a quick inclusion from Helen Scales The Brilliant Abyss
pg173 citing Rachel Carson 1961s The Sea Around Us playing with her
text “The truth is that (AI) proceed(s) far more rapidly than our
knowledge justifies . . . to (release) first and investigate later is an
invitation to disaster.” Ms. Carson was
writing about the dumping of pollutants into the ocean
