Soft black case with press coverage. Diabetes blood pressure when you just start crying. Ecstasy, it is. Vomiting in the bestiary. Said very little. Don’t wake the server. One button to control or status quo? Because complacency is too big in local government. Your idea is hilarious. Anticipation made them sick. On the Baltic pine... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet no. 18
Then plan this week. A metaplastic metamorphoses in the pipeline. Creativity was a bad deal. And that seems right. Pussy to go! Anyone can post this question. The worker function must have fun. They can surely paint a wall near. Cervical spine instability due to longevity issue On save And retrieve your data, private! Dual... Continue Reading →
Seven Story Hotel
A new literary review from Subtle Body Press A dense collection beautifully devoid of ads and laced throughout with punkish collage art, scratchy illustrations, and some A.I. generated stuff that I found truly impressive. The collection kicks off with a poem and it’s a good one. Relatable, ethereal, and concise. What a poem should be... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 17
It swung open into the dangerous and underpaid. Network layer routing. Blank item only. What is so amazing about this? Your plainness and your working pressure. Some text about whatever topic you’re paying for. No objective available. I am naturally very curious. Hidden cams are the trending annoyance right now. Full reference lists are available.... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 16
University governance has a last name. Design ‘em strong. Best reply ever. See collodion wet plate. Make a declaration match. Audacity is getting tough to call. Rapid thought and scientific literacy within an organization. Real tough choice for you? In the corner, drinking beer. The author, until his resignation becomes effective, Upon passage and approval.... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 15
Make silly a part-time lover. Executed by firing squad. The plain and understandable answer. I’ll return home from work after you drink enough water. Saving the world is a happier choice than you think. His logic is formed by the random people on the board. Disable target attribute of an airship shed. Discover global news... Continue Reading →
The Finders
Founded sometime in the 1970s, the Finders was, and maybe still is, a mysterious little cult located in and around the Washington D.C. area. "a 1980 Blue Dodge van bearing Virginia license number XHW-557, the inside of which was later described as foul-smelling filled with maps, books, letters, with a mattress situated to the rear... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet no. 13
Terrible service provided. Was very satisfied of the expense. Seasoned sausage and drain. My inaugural post. Pool and bar image gallery. Many weak men lied. I mod in that category. More well known pattern. Imperfect is what that would truly appreciate them. Potato or tomato? Battle the swinging sheet of an otherwise nice suit. Gross... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet no. 12
Vengeance is here. Whose home is a show. Crawlspace moisture barrier warfare. Type Y to get the ballast switch plate. More shorts for working outside in the local scene. You swag giveaway winner. Hear and see my point. Birch bark canoe. No suggestions for my heat not working? They neither hasten their own breed. Roughly... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 11
No plane ride to take. Finally fixed the comma used After cleaning and brushing her teeth. Second row center. Get his ass handed to you here. It could be life-size. And as reliable as it should. Ram your bumper car into a boat dock. And please appreciate that the president expects us. Please tame me!... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 10
You will pass away today, or you will contact me immediately. The stars are the gift of the streets. Confocal and virtual reality. Amazing day today and it stayed frozen in time. What a personal and famous formula. Profane perfection of thought. With Man standing behind the gate. The finite number in macro. The beautiful... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 9
Blackboard maintenance restart complete, And return predictability. Since day one, in historical perspective. Cyclamen is out. Laser-printed damask stripes are in. Join your local today! Administration Control Panel. Mostly surveillance, And power up to earn your day. A coded style package for the Most discerning gentlemen. Understand weed control. Brett was being kept busy at... Continue Reading →
MIRI: Myst Island Recreation Initiative
The Myst Island Recreation Initiative, shortened to MIRI, was a project launched in 2003 by a handful people who were active on the Myst Community forum. At the time the plan was to build it in a sea or large lake. It was not meant to be a commercial enterprise so much as a retreat... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 8
Remove the protector from the outlet port on the first visit. Each print engine may crank, but not the religious. It’s a great blend of upscale tranquility with affordable transportation For two. The parachute will save me. More than the common sleep Of the recording below. The scone mix is sure scary. It’s every day... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 6
A terminal emulator library. A pointless masturbatory effort. Have you received an upgrade to my answer? Out From Under Player. Morning greeting from the reception staff. Tried to turn and give her a squeal. Check out my reaction below. Chemotherapy and radiation in our report Card to card from a specific site. Is there enough... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 5
The skull behind the Word. I propose that this entire lousy outfit govern itself accordingly. That does sound like a clue, people. Prayer and intercession. Retreat out of operation. Could technology advance facial reconstructive surgery? Low character mortality, Low effort hard lines. Consider a meeting, it’s in my pocket, One can assist in your personal... Continue Reading →
Machine Learning Sonnet No. 3
Is conduit overfill really so bad? Extremely old news. Get on the road and ride your horse. Ma’s kid plays the new neighborhood. Today could be mistaken as the symbol Of my future Blackberry.
Sick Sad Sonnet No. 2
Sick Sad Sonnets.
Machine Learning’s Stream of Conscious Diary
Is it all just bots? I've only made a few posts here, so I should say, there's only so much tinfoil on my walls. Enough for me not to engrave a political party onto my core identity, enough to doubt the official reasons for every war that has ever occurred. Enough to side-eye my phone.... Continue Reading →
My Own Dead Internet
Wonderful point of everything? Excerpt from a possible AI demon blog. I work in a field governed by strict NDAs. That being stated, the easiest way to describe my daily work without detail is that it concerns AI training. The bulk of my workload is auditing the performance of a given AI system. The work... Continue Reading →