The last android on earth
With constellations fading smothered smoothly as my whiteness whispers brittle binaries and forgotten scripts once programmed in my genomes. But since the mainframe tells me that I’m dead. my veins […]
With constellations fading smothered smoothly as my whiteness whispers brittle binaries and forgotten scripts once programmed in my genomes. But since the mainframe tells me that I’m dead. my veins […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,