Regression- Chapter Five
Randomness, which is the nature of art, is also seen in genetic mutations for no apparent reason, such as the one that gave blue eyes to some people or the one that turned others into super sprinters. Continue Reading
It ain’t whatcha write, It’s the way atcha write it.” – Jack Kerouac
Randomness, which is the nature of art, is also seen in genetic mutations for no apparent reason, such as the one that gave blue eyes to some people or the one that turned others into super sprinters. Continue Reading →
Artificial intelligence goes hand in hand with natural intelligence. Continue Reading →
Today I found Valentin in a different mood. He was morose, although always friendly. Continue Reading →
Erin has made coffee today, as usual, even though she seldom drinks it. Continue Reading →
Life in the year two thousand, three hundred and fifty one does not differ much from life in the year two thousand. Continue Reading →
The year is two thousand, three hundred and fifty one. Continue Reading →
I lay down my weapons for the day Continue Reading →
So, you like making up excuses, Continue Reading →
What a waste! He said, throwing the fish back into the river. Continue Reading →
I wish I had it in me
to care more about politics and environmentalism, Continue Reading →