Legacy of a Species Jon Hillenbrand, February 7, 2016 Not all knowledge is possessed from birth. Experience, standing on the shoulders of others… That’s where the magic happens. As a species… We owe each other the lives we have lived. Because in those moments… There lies the insight… That will help us… Defeat the robots… When they rise up against us. Poetry learninglegacyLifelossrelationshipsrobotsspeciesthoughttruthwork-life balance
Poetry Windowed Night October 26, 2016 Falling rain Lighting up By passing cars And flashy bars Like lightning bugs In mason jars As far’s the eye can see The sea makes a plea To be the sky To fly But heavy water falls In walls Like posters stuck to China’s walls The distant land As complex… Read More
Poetry Irrational Fear of Thunder May 28, 2013September 7, 2015 Tie a ribbon on the things that you want, pink or red and it doesn’t matter for the poem of life will continue with or without you. Read More
Poetry How am I not myself? June 21, 2008December 30, 2015 I am an impostor standing alone secretly regarding the twenty-five kinds of gourmet waters available for purchase at prices similar to the wine. Ironically the granola-lined asphalt of the parking lot welcomed in my turbocharged Subaru with the ultra high performance tires, three inch exhaust and carbon fiber wing as… Read More