In the not-so-near but also not-so-distant future...
there’s a world where babies stop screaming. Users on the blockchain have reached a point for enough is not enough and they begin to consume as we do today. Many things get thrown into the trash on their desktops but emptied without hesitation. Just as it’s happening today, things that some consider trash are things that others consider treasure. This discarded data can be turned into something new, different, novel, unique, non-pretentious, and so on and so forth.
The year is 2035 and The Blockchain Bandits have sprung up from the forested depths of the interwebz to collect unwanted materials from the dumps of its users before the blockchain makes them visible and repurposes them anonymously into something useful for the times.
"UNDERSTANDING OBSCURE JARGON FROM THE DAY AFTER YESTERDAY BEFORE TOMORROW"
A Collection Of Super Related Nonsensical Poems
FUTURISTIC CONTEMPLATIONS ABOUT RESOURCES
When did the blockchain
Become so easily accessible?
I remember way back in my day
When it was jargon rolling off
The tongues of those forgotten by the rest.
WHATCHU KNOW BOUT THE BLOCKCHAIN or CHAIN OF BLOCKS
A blockchain is
A blockchain is
DO YOU HAIKU?
The blockchain is here
Join now for extra comfort
Act now, don’t forget
Soft Ride Hard Drives
Sometimes you’re riding too soft
and you just need to get that hard drive.
You can buy SoftRide HardDrives at
your local modern technology dealer.
Just make sure you ask for
frog protection at the counter or
you’ll get hacked by the system, man.
Blockchain gummies give me the
edge that I need out on the track.
All day energy,
Just ask Robert, the guy over
there walking out of the Port-O-Potty
with no shirt on.
He’ll tell ya,
I ain’t lyin.
Cooperative Goals Together With Each Other Hand In Hand, Lovingly
Put your hand in mine and
we may move toward our cooperative goals
together with each other,
hand in hand
When one trusts the other we
all share equal responsibility
for holding down the distributed chain of command
(pun not previously intended, but upon further thought
it’s funny if I say it is intended here)
Call out your opposition when John tries
to pay Stephanie $10 bucks for a burger
after he told his best friend Chris he only
had $5 bucks in his account after buying
a vintage designer handbag from Tammy
for $37 bucks last week at the garage sale
at the hot pink barn down by the lemon yellow
house over there on Loop-D-Loop Avenue.
You have all the power we need to hold it down
like they say in those rap songs some people like
to listen to while sitting in traffic because they
make you feel like a boss even if you’re a peasant.
The bandits come out at night
and sometimes day,
relentlessly digging through
your trash receptacle looking
for his next meal.
Is it politically incorrect to
have used the pronoun 'his’
three lines above this one?
But when looking for food
do you think the bandit checks to
see if the half eaten sandwich
has a penis or not before
he/she eats it?
“we stick together”
160 yesterday and