A puzzle was presented
I joked and said, “fitting as we become cyborgs, I can’t help but want to ask the Internet”
My better half belittled and implored, I need not ask the Internet everything, strangers on the web
I had for decades, perhaps 25 years of my life now conversed and befriended strangers on the Internet
(That was when it was “dangerous” to do so, as if our collective Internet use isn’t dangerous group psychosis)

I pointed out the Internet as a great source of info that can improve us and our lives
An incredible source of information-nutrition
Perhaps ChatGPT is a fast food joint
But there are richer food sources
Is Reddit like the hazels, with sprouting subreddits and coppiced threads? Renewing
Is there a walnut of informationin the wilds of the Internet? StackExchange anyone? Some enriching kernels of wisdom, tho some nuts are tough to crack
Anyway, I agree, I do not need to ask the Internet everything. I don’t. In fact I make (imperfect) effort not to use the Internet in excess, setting rules and reflecting.
Just a joke, as we head into cyborgdom.

But then
I walk out the door to continue some outdoor chores, forest garden tending, world-relationship mending,
Outside being one essential way I maintain my humanity in a dormant indoor information age.
When I return from activities in the Less-Built Environment,
I enter my home, walk through 3 rooms to go to my bathroom,
Enjoy modern plumbing, I wash my hands and I see in a factory-made mirror, upon my modern self:
A headlamp hanging from my neck – electronics, LEDs, stretchy headband and plastic case and batteries.
I see headphones round my neck, use-full,
Sleek and wireless and connected to a supercomputer in my pocket connected to
The Internet

Goodbye past
Hello future
Present don’t be harming me
Hoping for harmony

Think fast
Savor every dash
Forever everlasts
In the moment
(Breathe easy)