Maybe I'll actually start drawing or writing again.


A Somewhat Ambiguous Love PoemI tried to write this poem long ago, Back when I first knew I had fallen hard. Not much has changed between us two, I know,A Somewhat Ambiguous Love Poem
And still I hardly can be called a bard, But I've decided now to start again And try to win your heart with written word.
A foolish little thing I was back then. More foolish still I find myself today, To think that I, in role of gentleman,
Could court you thus, expecting you to be So simply caught as any lady fair Who ever fell for flowers and poetry.
But I've much yet to say: for you, my dear, Inspire me so! I call


Letters' CharmsI wonder if I could teach him to write A pretty little sonnet for his dear. I know, though, that a poem would seem trite Compared with whispered words, with sitting near To one another, high up in a tree, And holding hands, exchanging every thought. I can't expect him to write poetry, To drag a pen, when we both know he ought To drag himself, instead, to True Love's arms And stay as long as he is needed there. But I would still that he knew letters' charms And chose to use them. After all, to spare A written word from time to time is quite As crucial as a rendezvousLetters' Charms


TitleThe nice thing about poetry... I think so, anyway... Is that you can get away with just about anything. Heck, write a few lines of nice prose, And insert line breaks wherever they’re convenient. It doesn’t even have to rhyme. Fancy that! Another thing is you don’t have people getting on you about run-on sentences or capitalization or indenting your paragraphs or s p a c i n g between lettersandwords or what font you use if you type it and the best part is or maybe not the best part but one of my favorite parts is you can make your lines however long or short you freakin’ want them to be. ITitle


Geek Pride, yo.I can beat the first Legend of Zelda in six hours flat Program webpages for my family, my friends, myself and my cat I've taken apart and reconstructed computer chips in my spare time And I've rearranged the periodic table to make it rhyme!Geek Pride, yo.
I'm geekier than you Exceedingly proud of it, too You can't hold a candle to me! (A candle's not hi-tech enough, you see)
I got in and out of school before the age of ten If it weren't so boring I could go through all over again People have tried to give me so much grief for being a geek But I'd be willing to bet they can't typ


The Rights of Sentient MachineThesisThe Rights of Sentient Machine
I am assuming the existence of sentient machines. A working definition of sentient machines is given. My argument: though a sentient machine would have many of the same rights as a human being, the very nature of a sentient machine would drastically alter the rights and obligations of a sentient machine from the rights assumed for human beings, and that with some reflection on the nature of a sentient machine, we, as a society, may be able to clarify exactly what the rights of a sentient machine are. I first argue that sentient machines deserve rights. This argument presents and refutes common arguments that machines, rega
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Lovely love poems.
I ought to actually submit something, one of these days...
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Sleep softly.
but it doesn't mean i'm not thankful.
<3
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