I sat down to work in the shop today
It was hot and the fan kept blowing my papers
Rather than get mad
I imagined I was in a sweaty cafe in Cuba
Mingling with the locals
And writing the musings
That would one day become a great novel
I used my phone as a paperweight
And returned to my work
Happy
Things Fall Apart Things fall apart That were once so beautiful That it hurts to look back But they had to fall apart So something better Could be built in their place And if you focus only on the possibilities Then it is a good thing That things fell apart...
Artificial Intelligence They've never won They've never lost They've never cried They've never felt joy Or pain They've never had a family Or a dog Or a best friend They've never felt anything Or seen anything Or heard anything They've never tasted the best...
Changes are coming Hard and fast Like giant waves One after another Ready or not Here they come Hold your breath And get ready to go under And just when you come up for air Another one comes Before you're ready And you're back under water again Holding your breath...
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