I was quizzing the AI about the research and observations I’ve done over the past decade. I’m impressed that they were so pointedly validated by an AI on the net and horrified that I was right. After outlining the issue of neoliberalism and the definitions of a healthy society as per the French Revolution philosophers,Continue reading “ChatGTP vs Me on Climate Change”
Aloft
TwistingTurningFloatingDrifting The breeze ticklesIt pushesIt forcesHurls Up, cloudDown, moonLeft, riverRight, the Sun Left, birdUp, starsRight, dogDown, dawn. Nothing to grabNo holdNo one nearThis deathly dance
Shipwrecked
Experiment in genre-bending fiction and memoir modelled on a literary text, Gulliver’s Travels.
Suneater
Experimenting with framing
Cutting
Short story exploring the uncanny as a writing technique.
Origin
I feel you in the night I can’t see you but I hear youCalling to me and drawing meBut I’m not free to Be meYou see? Like a ceiling that holds me downAnd stops me going upTrapped in my mind the thoughts bind There’s a crime here and it’s gotta be saidThat what drives me toContinue reading “Origin”
Apart
I’m not leaving you againnot this timenot like beforeand beforeandbefore I promise I won’t run awaynot this timeI’ll stay with youI’ll stayIt’s true Maybe I’m old and tiredI’ve been around the planetMaybe I should have taken you with meIf I hadn’t run from what I knew I’m really not good at thisnot this feelingnot thisContinue reading “Apart”
Submerging
Waves wash up the beachTickling toesTinkling sand follows their wake Sitting on the sand legs are splashedRivulets drawingGazing at the sheet of water retreating Follow the wave in as it flows under the nextFrothy bubblesWater dances happily around arms, legs, and body Deeper water, larger waves, float on the surfaceCaressing bubblesDive under the next wave,Continue reading “Submerging”
Surrender
drop downlike a stonein aponddropsinksail downinto thedarkness fall throughthe waterthrough thedepths andlet the pressure build lose sight of the worldabovelet goof the peopleyou know forget who youusedto be andseejustand simplywho you are let goof the worldyou knowandflow downuntilyou touchtheground
The End of History
History ends when there is no one earning a profit from writing it.
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