I believe in my phone, and smart technology Almighty,
creator of heaven and earth, as I now experience it.
I believe in – Jesus Christ!
Have you seen the latest story about Victoria Beckham?
Conceived by the newsroom
born of public demand
crucified, dead and buried – and all on my brilliant phone
which descends to the dead when its battery is low.
But on the third day (well, hopefully much sooner),
when recharged, it rises again
and ascends me to heaven,
and seats me at the right hand of all information, instantly accessed.
And it will judge the living and the dead,
though not necessarily with proper evidence.
I believe in the wholly distracted spirit,
the wholly catholic sex scandal – not another one?!
the communion of people like me (I do need them to be like me)
in virtual relationship
the forgiveness of sins – only joking, let’s screw the bastards!
the resurrection of old stories, brushed up for popular view.
And my phone everlasting (whilst near a power point). Amen.
Photo by John Mark Arnold on Unsplash
Lead us not into augmentation