Legacy of a Species Jon Hillenbrand, February 7, 2016 Not all knowledge is possessed from birth. Experience, standing on the shoulders of others… That’s where the magic happens. As a species… We owe each other the lives we have lived. Because in those moments… There lies the insight… That will help us… Defeat the robots… When they rise up against us. Poetry learninglegacyLifelossrelationshipsrobotsspeciesthoughttruthwork-life balance
Poetry Dropping the soap June 14, 2008December 30, 2015 So you know what I’m really good at? Avoiding soap to foot impacts in the shower. I’m like the Smith from the Matrix movies who could avoid all those bullets. I think it’s a very useful skill to have. Now if only I could work on not dropping the soap…. Read More
Poetry The breakup February 7, 2009December 30, 2015 The blink of the stop light and the metronome of the wipers compete for control over the beat of my heart as I think of my final moments with her. I’m writing her features on my mind so I don’t forget everything important to me now. I feel her close… Read More
Poetry The haze of the drink November 15, 2010December 30, 2015 You have to lean your head against something with your eyes closed and the closest thing is the cold beer in your right hand. So you lean into its curve, your face falling into the slope of its neck, and sleep flows like the liquid in the bottle as the… Read More