Artificial Weather
Buoyant skies linger overhead, bulging at the seams with surging intent; capricious threats that fall indiscriminately against the statistical fortitude of our modelled routines. Searching
Artificial Intelligence
The Future of Work
When I think about the daily grind of Nine to Five. I remember sitting in my office chair As a recent graduate. Updating my Myspace
Artificial Pain
When something that once was has gone, It lingers in a phantom land; You find the strength to carry on, Then close your eyes and
Now Wally is no longer found
The white and red cap stands alone His best friend has dropped the bone AI has lost its lower bound Now Wally is no longer