No now is yesterday

poem

Everyone is searching, everyone is googling, everyone is typing into the AI.

Do you ever wonder who googles you?

 

Today, Sunday, I'm typing in names.

from other times, while it rains

Type sometimes in uppercase and sometimes in lowercase.

people I once met

I look at the photos that appear on the PC.

Think back to the past, while it rains

 

That's supposed to be her, that's him? - That can't be right.

I'll keep digging, for whatever reason.

I find it exciting and remain silent...

Then there is only flickering.

suddenly I stop and show

find my own way out:

Enter, enter again – Off

 

Everyone is searching, everyone is googling, everyone is typing into the AI.

Do you ever wonder who googles you?

 

The truth lies far from the internet.

The truth lies within you, in your now.

What are you looking for when you think of the old days?

Don't you have any more photos?

What are you looking for?

The present moment gives you more!

 

I'm shutting down the AI and the PC.

Go out into the forest and see a deer.

I don't even have to google or search for it.

It's standing there under the beech trees!

 

Everyone is searching, everyone is googling, everyone is typing into the AI.

Do you ever wonder who googles you?

 

And whoever googles me today,

I'm sending him this poem

and a greeting to yesterday,

But I'm not sending it to the AI.

 

September 13, 2026

TG Weinreich