Tag Archives: Literature

Being Replaced…by AI

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This topic has been hitting some cords lately and as the new digital proliferation is slowly but surely taking over, humans are quickly embracing this change, and while doing so they are also slowly, but definitely getting rid of Human Intelligence; which was the word 10 or so years ago. Fast Forward 10 years, Human Intelligence, Human Resources, Emotional Intelligence will become relatively redundant, while being replaced with chatbots, algorithms, AI…ChatGPT and whatever other technologies that will come along.

Being Replaced

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Dedicated to my Aunt on my birthday…

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A Poem. Flirting with Words…

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Living Matters…

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A never ending story of bad against good, of wars and hunger, of inflation and disasters, of disease and infections, of man made bankruptcies . When will this end?

The Superpower Designer and Me

History books promised an end to humanity’s misery, and people are still awaiting. Generation after generation, time after time, centuries pass and they are all still awaiting peace and answers.

Different stories, different times, yet the same ill results. Will this darkness ever come to an end?

I watched a movie the other day and it really stirred up a lot of emotions, when a little girl asked her mother, “why us? why isn’t everyone effected the same way? Why do we as a family have to suffer more?”. If only her mother knew what the answer to that deep question was. That was a little girl asking the universe for a fair chance of living. She just wanted to enjoy her childhood, eat that ice cream, buy that toy, wear those warm clothes, go to that school, live in that safe neighborhood,, So if the universe is here to answer people’s deepest desires and manifest them in life…why is the universe open to hear some desires and others not? In some cases, a whole nation that is under tyranny is praying, fighting, passionately demanding universal rights, the freedom to live, all in one voice and the universe ironically manifests into pressuring them to give up? Again another question comes to mind if the universe works on Karma why then isn’t karma working on the bad people? Why?

Freedom to live must not be mandated by a denomination, or sect or credited by another entity, freedom to live is as holy as the earth rotating and the movement of the universe in their own right.

Tell me universe, isn’t it getting boring seeing more sadness in the world? Isn’t it time to change and start answering more of peoples’ prayers and making faith stand on a stronger ground? Moving mountains, is what we were told, a grain of mustard we were told, isn’t it time to make this happen? Why does it have to take long, just like any person who lived on this earth we were taught that life is a cycle, and we usually believe in the wisdom of our ancestors and our seniors, and some of my close family members who are not with us anymore today, just a year ago, believed that things will get better, things will turnaround, this dark cloud will not last, and guess what they left us, and they were still holding onto those beliefs. They might be in a better place, but when I think of them and hear their faithful words and hopefulness, I get upset again, they didn’t leave this world a better place, it is getting darker by the day, hopeless by the hour. This is not news, this is data. Numbers don’t lie. Do these words make sense to you? Inflation, disease, wars, joblessness, poverty.

And then I want to simplify and justify their beliefs, by looking at it from a magnifying glass, and trying to interpret the big picture from the stance we are at, I will not call it living, because we are visitors and we will transition anytime. Living is meant to be limitless, eternal and unmanaged by another human but a super powerful power that transcends the earth, the universe and all beings. I like to define it all as follows:

Designed to function in a very mystical way, the universe.

Designed to make the earth function in service of living beings, the seasons.

Designed to create balance in the oxygen that we breath, the Flaura and fauna.

Designed to ensure gravity is maintained the ebb and flow

Designed to protect it all, human

The Designer, The Universe, God

In The Arms Of The Ocean..

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In the arms of the ocean

I want to be…

Denied love and passion 

My heart stopped beating

Ever since promises he never made real

We were young, and all I saw in his eyes were dreams and visions of love stories of togetherness

Time proved to me it was all an illusion

And as I looked closer

I realised how indifferent he became

And so,

Every year I died a bit more,

And how much more can one die?

Imprisoned in a life without love or passion

In a denial

Is a simple insult to life, to dreams, shattered as days passed by

In the arms of the ocean

I want to be

Embraced forever

Promised a horizon of eternity

Never let down by its ebb and flo

Not even, when the moon is full and her waves shaketh our living souls

Her light will be my hope

In the arms of the ocean, I will, I will be alive, in love, and forever happy in his arms

 

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Full Stop…

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Ever since I can remember, I had a special connection with words. As a child I mastered the art of holding a pen, it was my wand, I felt empowered, happy, free, liberated, every time I wrote. I wrote poems, reflections, visions, stories, I even wrote glimpses of my future. Yes I did. At that time, I had never heard of a dream board.

Although one might argue a future is but a destiny. For me, the future was my destination. I loved mythology, fairy tales, and adventure… so I wrote my future with hope, and lots of expected adventure and learnings, but as a writer, I forgot or maybe I intended to keep an open ending.

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The End of a Relationship…

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Stories that are close to my heart, and the cause of its failure. We all die one day. I died sooner.

Words that were never meant

Hopes never sent

A glimpse of light

To an overburdened heart

Dreamy like all forms of art

Feelings dismantled by lies

Forbidden to speak except in sighs

Became a life of shadows

Fighting to embrace the light

A desperation to exist

Met by a pleasure to resist

Her breath, her soul, her beauty

Shortsightedness caused such an illusion

Made her suffer

Not allowing a single buffer

Time is the enemy

It took away her life.

Inspired by this article on Medium Daily Digest.

https://link.medium.com/wfR7Vfj4Y9

A Beautiful Woman…

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A beautiful woman

Words that just relay

A quality

A truth

A woman,

is that, every meaning of the word….

A beautiful woman…

As simple as that.

Shadows of her Thoughts…

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Listen, but don’t hear
hear but don’t listen
you just took away that glisten from her beautiful eyes

the fields of Lavender
the seashells
the footprints on the sand
have all become shadows of her thoughts

can it be that life just shut her down
and yet she is holding to that last thread…of hope
dying each day for the universe to hear her call
living with a prayer that this will be her last

a voice that once was the soul of a writer
skin that once was the wings of a butterfly
eyes that once were the twinkle of dawn
a heart that once was a beat of passion
a breath that was every bit of life
a strength that once was, a warrior of love
tormented by reality

darkness takes over
and that light is shutting down
leaving little room for her thoughts to capture her dreams
turning down her hopes and
turning her thoughts into shadows that will soon fade away into that long lost dimension
never to be seen, heard of or felt of anymore
shadows of her thoughts.

Bury me in a Library…

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Let me touch the words

George Peabody Library- Baltimore USA

Heal my life with its colourful covers

Smell eternity through its ink

Watch wisdom through the lenses of all those geniuses

Trinity College Library-Dublin Ireland

Authors who print stories that last forever

Generations to recount history, facts, adventure, science, mystery, music 

and love stories

Let me delve into this magical space

Feel this energy as it lifts my spirits up

Real Gabinete Portuguese de Leitura- Rio de Janeiro Brazil

Light reflecting in every corner 

Sending reflections and hints 

Tianjin Binhai Library- Tianjin China

For the visitors and me

Ready to travel as we sit in this sanctuary 

And taste the richest aroma of variable expressions

Bibliotheca del Klementium- Prague

Enriching our souls 

Oh

Bury me in the libraries so I can die richest than rich