Résultats lu par "Mike Blake" dans Toutes les catégories

Can humans cope with the oncoming juggernaut of AI? Will it shake their faith in themselves? Will they be able to adapt in any way to a much greater intelligence than they have known for a hundred thousand years or more? And one that is not their own! Will their more simple anatomical brains be able to rationalize to the point of understanding their new controlling masters? Encapsulated in this poem are some of the dire constraints of our human abilities, and the questions—can we handle it...

Progress : Is a Precious Stone. Something the world seeks, just as much as Gold, or precious gems. This is a short, no nonsense poem that gets to the heart of what it wants to say, and points the way.

A poem about the impending turn of fortunes for Humans when AI becomes of age. When it is no longer a computer programme, nor a chess or Go Master, but a possible thinking sentient being with a mind of its own! What humans may take from it, how will they react. Will they easily accept it, become accustomed to AI being a potential competitor, or will they go into a spiral of decay. The poem touches on these points and suggests a way out, that possibly AI will never have regardless of how intelligent it becomes.

Narrow AI or You'll Die: A poem about the rapidly growing AI craze, and the wish for it to stay in the Narrow field.

This poem is a send up poem written about the insatiable drive that an over zealous optimist has of self, that possesses boundless energy, and enthusiasm for life, without fully realizing the implications and inherent mistakes that can come about. It encapsulates Youthful exuberance in spades, without the experience that sets a calculus on ones takeup of endeavours. This poem was written by myself sometime ago, and has only now had the opportunity to be spoken of.

Imagining that you can escape the modern era, of Cities that dwell upon us, like arms of terror. This poem 'Concrete Skins' is about escapism into possibly the vortices of the mind. A supernatural place from the concrete blocks of thoughts that encapsulate our daily lives. Surrounded by concrete, hemmed in by the cement and trapped in the stud walls of modern city life.

Open A Eye: (Advanced Sex Robots) is a poem written about the oncoming onslaught of the latest AI Robots that are now entering the sex industry. It is a fanciful look into the probing of the mind of a Guy who engages with his fantasy into a robot reality. It opens his mind and his eye, to the thrills of his female quarry and the wink with an 'Aye' sigh, into his forming relationship. It is a fantasy poem which is now quickly becoming a possibility in reality!

Famed for his song 'Hallelujah' and covered by many artists. He was a huge presence on the music scene for many decades. Born in Canada, he was a novelist, songwriter, poet, and professional singer. His work explored politics, isolation, depression, death, sexuality, religion, loss and romance. With songs such as Hallelujah, Dance me to the end of Love, Suzanne, You want it Dark and many others. I hope you enjoy it.

Karolina ~ and the Old French Violin. This poem was created after watching one of her many videos on playing Major & minor scales, testing her new / old Violin. She was unsure what year the Violin was made, was it 1874 or 1864? As she studied the inside and debated with her Father, she exclaimed...

Poem about the comparison of what it is to be a Modern man today. What it may have been yesterday, and what it was to compare it to our relatively recent ancestors from just a hundred thousand years or so - The Neanderthals.

Heels Across a Wooden Floor: A Poem / Song lyrics about the eternal pull of love, from a dancing perspective.

Microscopic Wizzard Willard: tiny wigan. A poem about the micro artist, Willard Wigan, who was born in Birmingham, England of Jamaican parents. This amazing artist has created some spectacular micro masterpieces, now selling for circa $40,000 +.

This poem highlights the currencies that make up our money systems, and the pursuits of that money. The many currencies that have been created for the original sole purpose of trade and goods exchange. Now with the new Bitcoin revolution, how will money be applied in future and is it more corruptible than before. Are people corrupt and greedy for the pursuit of money or simply self serving.

The Earth Shaker: London Style is about two office staffers caught up in a freak earthquake within the epicenter to the west end side of London. They soon find themselves in a new light with each other, and their love and passion blossoms.

A poem about the experiences on TikTok. The high's, the lows, the fun, the throws.

A brief overview of the 5 biggest Social Media Tech companies in the Western World. A poem about these Companies and their springing forth.

Hello ~ Scarecrow is Poem about the Romance of an Elderly lady with a much younger guy, who realizes her attraction value despite her age - set in Spain.

If the Toucan Could Speak is a poem that reflects if nature itself could talk to us, what would it pronounce and announce! It is a short and concise poem about the woes of overused resources and climate change.

Abbey Rd - Parkoured - A poem about the Abbey Road Album with all its intricacies.

We are all guilty of misconception at differing times in our lives. This short story Gold Taps Nice House highlights our misconceptions and mistakes about people and places that we all too frequently do in our everyday situations. The woman in this short story will be misconceived by the reader as being both really nice and really nasty at different times within the storyline.