LANGUAGE AS A TOOOOOOL

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week 2
AI poetics

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Like a raging river through the universe's expanse,
Life fades away like a breeze through the grains of sand.
A dance of fleeting stars, endless and fast,
As we try to regain our grasp on the present that won't last.

Like water trickling through our fingertips,
We feel the slipping hours, a continuous eclipse.
A whirlpool of experiences, slipping away,
While we yearn for a pause, a moment's stay.

So let us float in the abstraction of time,
In the passing of the hourglass, in the endless chime.
For in the fleeting moments, however fleet,
Lies the hidden meaning, a precious light to greet.

Yesterday, May 7th, I stumbled upon a bustling city where lives intertwined amidst the chaos. Fixated on personal pursuits, minds lost in their own realms. Oblivious to the world's murmurs, I yearned for something more. Destiny had other plans. In the urban labyrinth, a chance encounter awaited, ready to disrupt disconnection. Signs and messages revealed themselves, like treasures begging to be discovered. With widened eyes, the intricate dance of existence unfolded. The cityscape transformed into a tapestry of enigmatic symbols. Life's rhythm pulsed, urging me to delve deeper. Awe and curiosity took hold. I became a seeker of truth, finding companions along the way. We shared insights, celebrated our awakening. Together, we formed a tapestry of diverse experiences, united in our yearning for connection. Yesterday, May 7th, marked my transformation. The city became my muse, revealing layers of truth. As I continued to explore its depths, my heart grew lighter, my mind more open. I emerged from the cityscape, forever changed, carrying its whispers of wisdom within me.

In the realm of flavors, where secrets reside,
A pizza and döner bunker, a portal to the other side.
A sanctuary for spiritual journeys untold,
Where the ordinary conceals what's truly bold.

Amidst the sizzling oven's fiery embrace,
Whispers of enlightenment fill the sacred space.
Layers of dough and spices, a transcendental fusion,
Nourishing both body and soul, a mystical infusion.

Yet hidden in plain sight, this sanctuary veiled,
Unnoticed by those whose vision is curtailed.
For we gaze but do not truly see,
Blind to the world's wonders, as we seek to be free.

In the hustle and bustle, we pass it by,
Unaware of the secrets that beneath it lie.
The pizza and döner bunker, a clandestine gate,
Where seekers embark on spiritual fate.

Eyes opened wide, but minds not aligned,
We miss the signs, the messages divined.
Lost in our thoughts, unaware and blind,
To the world around us, where truths unwind.

Let us break the cycle, awake from our slumber,
Rediscover the magic in each passing number.
In the pizza and döner bunker, a hidden key,
To unlock the secrets we're meant to see.

For amidst the toppings and sauces so grand,
Lies a path to enlightenment, like grains of sand.
In each bite, a revelation, a taste divine,
A reminder to be present, in the grand design.

So savor each morsel, with mindful delight,
The pizza and döner bunker, a spiritual rite.
For in this secret haven, where flavors unite,
We uncover the wisdom hidden in plain sight

week 3
A dog inside of a poem

Eyes opened wide, but minds not aligned,
We miss the signs, the messages divined.
Lost in our thoughts, unaware and blind,
To the world around us, where truths unwind.

abstraction

DONT LET IT RHYME 

DONT LET IT RHYME please don't LET it rhyme

DONT LET IT RHYME please don't LET it rhyme lets NOT make it rhyme

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