All Watched over by Machines of Loving Grace

phil just sent me a brautigan poem that kicks ass.

I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually programing 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 (and 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.

-Richard Brautigan, October 1967