Electrical pylons developed speech

The other day I was on a walk and an electrical pylon bent down to kiss me on the forehead. I saw sparks, “take it from me,” the pylon said, “nobody wants a pet dog anymore. You’ve got to be a machine.” I don’t really care about that part though. When I blink I still see an Angel white light and feathers on the backs of my eyelids. And there’s the perpetual radio psalms, ofcourse. Pylons developed speech Last I heard they were speaking in beeps and waves. Technology sure did develop massively huh, I haven’t gone out in so long it still shocks me.