I use magical and mysterious schematics to ponder on the nature of artificial consciousness:
I use magical and mysterious schematics to ponder on the nature of artificial consciousness:
Shipwrecks, the waste of human conflict, and the remains of discovery lay scattered on the sea bed, entombed. I ponder...
A Single Breath of Love Lasts Long into the Night We are side by side as we look skyward at...
Read the poem 'As Snow Throws Soft Its Shield'. Words witness war... Words end war... https://www.publicart.world/as-snow-throws-soft-its-shield
The prospect of eternal youth would not fulfill my need to grow, or my need to understand what it is...
From the poem Do I Mind at Public Art World: . . . This all we are, I sense this...
The brief conversation of two people before their separation: https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/the-sadness-of-parting