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Tag Archives: Lame
The Stolen Presence of Both Past and Present
The thirteenth day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 has the prompt objective of writing a non-apology for things stolen. This is a close as I have for the concept. It’s akin, I believe to something said that I read once but have … Continue reading
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In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head
The for the fourth day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 is: “…to write a poem based on an image from a dream”. … and so I did…. In A Still Sleeping Place Inside My Head by Michael Doyle The feeling comes … Continue reading
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We Who Would Be Gods
Some folks believe that we stand on the verge of a merger between man, machine and artificial intelligence. They espouse this prerogative as a next step in the evolution of mankind. Intriguing isn’t it? Some easily evident pluses. A … Continue reading
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