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  • [31] A Strange Carnival

    [31] A Strange Carnival

    Desks are still here. Chairs are not. Computers are still here. Humans are not. Well some of us are still here. We are trying to teach the A.I. everything we know about the job collated from the gargantuan experience we have had in the industry only to apply that experience in creating a machine that…

    Rahul Gaur

    March 15, 2017
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    1984, AI, blog, blogging, electronicsheep, Fiction, fun, poetry, Questions, shortstory, story, think
  • [30] What Have We Done To Each Other..

    [30] What Have We Done To Each Other..

    Left alone screaming hold me, hold me These voices whisper secrets I ignore Crawling to whatever’s little left of you, just be Just be what you were A mere night is a nightmare now As I lie in darkness now What is night? Vast serenity, mystery of infinite space? For me, it is the horror…

    Rahul Gaur

    March 12, 2017
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    blogging, darkness, love, memory, mystery, night, poem, poet, poetry, poets, think, thought, thoughts

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