I was shunned And all I can think about is What will happen if I am shunned
The central paradox of our broken world is known through the feeling of unsurprised disappointment Hope is the belief
In the beginning God said Let there be light A week later In the Garden of Eden
The poems Write themselves But they don’t Type themselves
Jews learned to read between the l… when time and again they were granted a lifetime membe… only to find that their membership could still be lapsed
In the past walking into a cathedral made you feel small Now it makes you feel fat
I always thought everybody was saying It’s better to be safe, then sorry
History won’t begin when we elimin… hoping that now everyone will get… Because step 1 in ending status i… and step 2 turns out to be elimina… This simulacrum that we live in ai…
There’s always a deadline when I read a lifeline so I’ll cut right to the chase: Conjoined with your avatar you will live forever
Our civilization is a bureaucracy And a bureaucracy’s raison d’etre Is to replicate itself Replicate, of course Means to repeat through duplicatio…
Home is where you go and you have to take their shit-eating grin
I need the guy who trains your mind so that you can walk barefoot across hot coals to come to my house
AI didn’t write this poem; it wrote the algorithm that decided whether or not you would read it
Our brains are just big enough to operate eight fingers and two thumbs An octopus is smart but if it also had
Peace is not the goal It is the byproduct of the goal The goal is obvious Which is why we can’t see it
