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Memories of joy forgotten Living through the rusted frame Silence now where grass pushed through symbols of acclaim. ~ The kids I knew from days long passed They’re moving to adulthood rusting and twisted

In this Steemit exclusive story I explore the integration of true AI in a corporate setting, and how that would impact employees who interact with that AI. It was an early story of mine, so my writing

I was talking to an author friend of mine about his book. Honestly, it was a great read and I was impressed by one element in particular: his descriptions. He was great at it! Not too many, but not too

Two cardinals hover, In warm morning light, Twirling to old lands, Crimson wings alight. ~ Rolled clouds move swiftly, Ready to burst forth, White manna poured out, Paint on rusted earth. ~ Bird chirps

My family and I discussed some of the more recent Frankenstein movies, and the conversation drifted into the original novel by Mary Shelley. Inevitably, that brought out discussion of the original novel

I don’t know exactly where to start on this book. It’s fantastic and the author is amazing. I give it my highest recommendation and suggest it to anyone who is a fan of science fiction or fantasy. The