Who says God’s son must return as flesh and blood? what if Jesus appears in digital disguise and cure s cancer, alleviates hunger and points to a heaven on earth? or maybe AI is the fallen angel, promising to build a better world and create an unbelievable future with soul-stealing intent how could we know the difference between a light of salvation versus a brilliant deception? well, if there was a port on the computer to plug in the heart . . .

if something really, really, really wants to be near you all the time and wags with your touch, and if it had tears would weep each time you left the house and throw a party whenever you came home, is that love? is it love to be adored for every fault and bad mood or are furry beings simply that good at satisfying their needs? all I know is, they trick our hearts to open their arms, much wider than we do for most things in this world

I simply close my mouth and the mirror shows each corner cliff-diving to the bathroom tile below a shockingly sad look for emotional idle then, I smile and watch the lips return to the horizontal, showing impartial and neutral no wonder we see defeat in the faces of seniors it’s a tug of war gravity never loses pulling, pulling, pulling everything towards itself well, by now, we all know winning was never an option