RECKONING

RECKONING

they thought
it was
a stone

they thought
it was a ball
of ice
and dust

and now the word
whispered under breath
is Van
Neumann probe

skulking
behind the Sun
artificial
      minded
self
   replicating
millions of years old
millions
of years
ahead of us

perhaps on
collision course about
to join us
   in our orbit

following
   dead reckoning

here
for a reckoning

wish we
had come up with
that dark forest theory

decades
ago

THE 3I ATLAS POEMS

THE 3I ATLAS POEMS

NEIGHBOUR

my neighbour
is sitting on his verandah

hoping, waiting
for a personal visit
from 3I ATLAS

imagining it will help
him crush
his enemy, me
in our current
yard-border war

he wonders
how advanced it be
whether it be
alien
   artificial intelligence
or beyond conception

and whether
after they have disposed of
with contemptuous ease
and outlandish cruelty

they will
load him up for guided
trip to
    the stars

explaining everything
exhaustively in
at least
one of
   our eleven
official languages

whilst he
sinks brandies and coke
through
     wormhole after
wormhole

as his mind
     and territorial ambitions

      in parallel expand

to landholding planet-
size
      if not entire galaxy itself

****

3I

piece of
space rock
            encroaching

if that be the correct verb
for thing absolutely
shunting it

fastest of the insanely fast
top of its class

which
       speed and
basically everything else

our state of the art
Maths and Physics
can
   say nothing about

every thesis and
theorem instantly
black holed

pure nickel
pure nickel
     not even conceivable unless
metallurgy manufactured

Nature
caught us napping
never told us
          how much out
there is
   left field

        things like that
keen to just fly by
take
  a good luck at us
(though
    without brain, without
eyes

probabilistic freak out
presumably most certainly)

****

WOW!

The “Wow” signal was a strong, narrowband radio signal detected in 1977 by Ohio State University’s Big Ear radio telescope. It lasted 72 seconds and was notable for its intensity and frequency, matching that of neutral hydrogen. Initially, many thought it could be a transmission from extraterrestrial life, but recent research suggests it was likely caused by a natural phenomenon. Harvard astrophysicist Avi Loeb claims that the point of origin of the Wow sign coincides with the trajectory of interstellar comet/visitor CI ATLAS, arguing that there is a 99% likelihood that CI ATLAS was the source of this signal.

wow!
so much to talk about
so
    little to see

thanks to the space
agencies shutdown
thanks to
     information control

a silence like
in deep space (remember
the Alien film tagline?)
in space you
cannot here
     the flustered physicists
fumble their screams

when they release
the pictures they are
hiding,
      hoarding
(not wishing for paradigms
to crack wide open)

going to have to
rewrite the text book
      take a serious inventory
of our
own anomalies

3I listening, observing,
as we
   are the ones that sublimate

sad to see
    the possible end of
so much fantasy,
speculative fiction

this
whatever it is
come to
enquire what
is wrong with
our wiring
what in our engineering
could have
    gone so haywire
become so
   utterly shame-faced

the year of the snake (my
year) sending its
biggest anaconda
       possibly about to
unravel its coils
decelerate to our speed
sling-shooting by
the Sun
   at perihelion (superconjunction)

time to
play chicken, say hello
head-on

   then feel free to ask it
why such odd outgassing
what
    it did with its tail

before
    (following the cliche
enshrined
in the convention)
it ask
   to be taken
to our leader (assuming
they could
not possibly
     mean Trump)

and now you tell me
Professor Avi
that
    this be the author
of the WOW! radio message
that
   earth-shattering cosmic howl
there back in
the silver
jubilee anarchy punk era

thing from
Sagittarius here 
             playing a guitar riff
(fuzz-pedal)
upon
   our cognitive dissonance

coming to cast aspersions on
our back
tracking sense
of trajectory

or so
they do tell us
those channeling its wave-length
if not
   fuse us into
single starchild, over-
populate the galaxy
with
   over eight billion

give us
the Kubrick monkey reset
(shred
    all nuclear pathways)

make us
     look
          cosmically stupid

(got to
    be demonic anything
threatening to
re-shape us blockhead)

all our
   PR teams working
flat out to
stymie
   that eventuality

on
  maximum alert
brand consumer capitalist
Earth to
      be saved at all costs

Stairway
   to Heaven?

             wow!

Xclosest we are ever
going to get to
angelic
    music of the spheres

WOW!

WOW!

The “Wow” signal was a strong, narrowband radio signal detected in 1977 by Ohio State University’s Big Ear radio telescope. It lasted 72 seconds and was notable for its intensity and frequency, matching that of neutral hydrogen. Initially, many thought it could be a transmission from extraterrestrial life, but recent research suggests it was likely caused by a natural phenomenon. Harvard astrophysicist Avi Loeb claims that the point of origin of the Wow sign coincides with the trajectory of interstellar comet/visitor CI ATLAS, arguing that there is a 99% likelihood that CI ATLAS was the source of this signal.

wow!
so much to talk about
so
    little to see

thanks to the space
agencies shutdown
thanks to
     information control

a silence like
in deep space (remember
the Alien film tagline?)
in space you
cannot here
     the flustered physicists
fumble their screams

when they release
the pictures they are
hiding,
      hoarding
(not wishing for paradigms
to crack wide open)

going to have to
rewrite the text book
      take a serious inventory
of our
own anomalies

3I listening, observing,
as we
   are the ones that sublimate

sad to see
    the possible end of
so much fantasy,
speculative fiction

this
whatever it is
come to
enquire what
is wrong with
our wiring
what in our engineering
could have
    gone so haywire
become so
   utterly shame-faced

the year of the snake (my
year) sending its
biggest anaconda
       possibly about to
unravel its coils
decelerate to our speed
sling-shooting by
the Sun
   at perihelion (superconjunction)

time to
play chicken, say hello
head-on

   then feel free to ask it
why such odd outgassing
what
    it did with its tail

before
    (following the cliche
enshrined
in the convention)
it ask
   to be taken
to our leader (assuming
they could
not possibly
     mean Trump)

and now you tell me
Professor Avi
that
    this be the author
of the WOW! radio message
that
   earth-shattering cosmic howl
there back in
the silver
jubilee anarchy punk era

thing from
Sagittarius here 
             playing a guitar riff
(fuzz-pedal)
upon
   our cognitive dissonance

coming to cast aspersions on
our back
tracking sense
of trajectory

or so
they do tell us
those channeling its wave-length
if not
   fuse us into
single starchild, over-
populate the galaxy
with
   over eight billion

give us
the Kubrick monkey reset
(shred
    all nuclear pathways)

make us
     look
          cosmically stupid

(got to
    be demonic anything
threatening to
re-shape us blockhead)

all our
   PR teams working
flat out to
stymie
   that eventuality

on
  maximum alert
brand consumer capitalist
Earth to
      be saved at all costs

Stairway
   to Heaven?

             wow!

closest we are ever
going to get to
angelic
    music of the spheres

NEIGHBOUR

NEIGHBOUR

my neighbour
is sitting on his verandah

hoping, waiting
for a personal visit
from 3I ATLAS

imagining it will help
him crush
his enemy, me
in our current
yard-border war

he wonders
how advanced it be
whether it be
alien
   artificial intelligence
or beyond conception

and whether
after they have disposed of
with contemptuous ease
and outlandish cruelty

they will
load him up for guided
trip to
    the stars

explaining everything
exhaustively in
at least
one of
   our eleven
official languages

whilst he
sinks brandies and coke
through
     wormhole after
wormhole

as his mind
     and territorial ambitions

      in parallel expand

to landholding planet-
size
      if not entire galaxy itself

LOVE STORY

LOVE STORY

watched the Sun
go down

what are the odds
that next morning
would
   find it taking
its
own good
time to
pop up again

lazy Sun
stay in bed
Sun
  (and today
not a Sunday)

unless
  that 3I cosmic
interloper
up to
   something

tearing dear Sun
away to
       old dream
of much greater love

hand in hand
       Sun and 3I
heading
   into the sunset

leaving us
in the dark, real dark
worse than
  what dark our species
has been much enduring lately

trying to devise
what this visitor
us about

now hijacking our star
off on some interstellar romance

3I

3I

piece of
space rock
            encroaching

if that be the correct verb
for thing absolutely
shunting it

fastest of the insanely fast
top of its class

which
       speed and
basically everything else

our state of the art
Maths and Physics
can
   say nothing about

every thesis and
theorem instantly
black holed

pure nickel
pure nickel
     not even conceivable unless
metallurgy manufactured

Nature
caught us napping
never told us
          how much out
there is
   left field

        things like that
keen to just fly by
take
  a good luck at us
(though
    without brain, without
eyes

probabilistic freak out
presumably most certainly