“… might construed as …”
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To fry the wise
“… these evildoers smile …”
Life sentence on Earth
“… these battlegrounds …”
The real AI
“… where sharks lurk …”
A poem to AI or shots fired
“… of the spirit …”
Those ongoing narratives of discovery – at the intersection of social media and the search for God's face.
“… might construed as …”
“… these evildoers smile …”
“… these battlegrounds …”
“… where sharks lurk …”
“… of the spirit …”