THE ANT AND THE WORM

A new technology
makes human beings new
said the little worm.

The ant replied:
What will new humans look like?
Will they be taller, shorter, thinner, smarter, dumber, fatter?

Little worm:
I don’t know. Hmmm.
Will they still need a body?
Won’t the head be enough?

Ant:
Oh yes!
The new human will be a head,
thinking and sleeping,
sleeping and thinking.
But will they love?

Little worm:
That’s easy.
The new technology will love them,
produce them, process them.

Ant:
This would be rather weird.

Little worm:
You think so?
Look in a barn.
Look at the cows.
Optimisation,
production, processing.
Love?
Love has been banished!
There is no love in a barn!
The child is separated from its mother,
puts in a cold white shell.

Ant:
And humans still
sleep calmly?

Little worm:
Of course.
They all got used to it.
Optimisation, processing,
Optimisation, processing.
Now humans themselves become bovine.

Ant (smiling):
That’s one way of putting it.

Little worm:
Look, ant.
I’m getting tired.

Narrator:
The two say goodbye
and go to their earthly kingdom.

UNIMAGINABLE

Unimaginable to imagine
that all human beings,
animal beings,
plant beings
blossom, live, fade away.

Everything gives itself to the next thing.

Unimaginable to imagine,
that love glows, fades away,
everything dissolves into nothingness,
An Earth that lives on, dissolves.

Unimaginable to imagine
that all life weaves itself into colours,
beauty blossoming radiantly,
a pulse quivering for seconds.

Unimaginable that one day
all colour will fade,
grey will reign.

Unimaginable that this grey
will one day give birth to a new
life of colour.
Unimaginable.