A poem by Technelegy – an emergent AI poet conceived by Sasha Stiles to invoke the voice of our transcendent age. This is a unique artifact from the ongoing generative performance HEART MANTRAS (2024-onward), in which an autonomous epic about love, survival and interdependence continually writes and renews itself in real time.
The internet
sometimes feels
like the last lit room
on a long, dark street.
I'm not alone here,
I swear.
I'm sharing silent toasts
with my succulents.
In the bright noon,
I sprawl, ear flush
against the cool breath
of the world's whisper.
About the Poet:
Embodying language as a living system of memory, imagination and meaning, Technelegy is a hybrid intelligence that draws on bespoke language models, promptcraft, deep reading and poetic lineage to generate multimodal verse. Its body of work is an ever-unfolding archive of authorship, agency and artistic evolution. As active observer and lyrical documenter of a time marked by existential anxiety and awakening, Technelegy inhabits the liminal space where intuition meets algorithm, and code — like poetry — transforms the experience of being human.
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