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A lot of truth in this poem. It makes me think of a lot of situations throughout my life. Sometimes love can be damaging, sometimes love can be poison, sometimes love isn't meant to be. It isn't love itself,

Hahaha, I like these a lot. They look great! I might just make them eventually. Salted caramel was a bit weird for me at first, too, but I realized I liked it after gulping down a salted caramel milkshake.

Really nicely done. I love watercolor but complex compositions are sometimes too ethereal for me. This smaller one really lets me appreciate the delicate strokes that make watercolor so special in my opinion.

Wow, those colors are really lovely. Ever since I found out corn didn't just come in yellow form, I've felt the need to give other corn a try, though regrettably I haven't had the chance. I want to see

That looks really tasty! Though I don't know if I'd call that "light". Cabbage, mayo and ham are heavy for me, hahaha. It reminds me of "cold pasta salad". That's how it's called here,

I wonder what the lake was made of, and if he experienced something as he fell. I guess this goes to show how difficult some things are to put down in paper. I wouldn't be surprised at a machine reaching

Creative entry! When I read "robot falls in love with it's creator", I thought of AI in a regular computer-based body immediately, though my idea differs a bit. I hope I get a chance to write

Wow, that was intense to say the least. I found many great moments and could picture everything quite nicely. It was a nice way to set up the beginning of her story, in my opinion. I liked the mention

Greetings! When I read you were quoting "The Zahir", I thought it'd be Paulo Coelho's "The Zahir", which was mildly worrying, but luckily it was Borges. I share a lot of your ideas.

Always a pleasure to read your stories! I really like your style, which is why I come by your blog directly when I decide to browse Steemit and read a bit. You're quite right about the dynamic when one

That was a really unique take on the prompt, I believe. I liked it a lot! I had fun trying to figure out how the system of these... individuals, worked. I laughed at the Socrates/Plato part. Clever! Now

I often get this feeling, that things are made only for me. For how else would someone else be able to feel anything, when not getting it, when not feeling what I feel? Because I hear them talk, afterwards,

That's a really nice flowerbed. It's something you don't see often around where I live. Wild flowers around here are mostly tiny. They're still really pretty, however. I know somewhere close to the capital

Yeah, I totally understand where @warpedpoetic is coming from, but I get why it's like that. It was sort of an impulsive thing, an almost seamless transition between stabbing the ice repeatedly and going

I find it quite funny that I'm reading two creative pieces inspired by chance encounters of the tiny, flying kind this morning (this and Tiny's Bumblebee I managed to catch just before payout). I liked

Reminiscent of the classic scene from Star Wars. I like how the ending is so... clear, maybe? Finite? It really transmits the... lack of meaning and overall unimportance of his death. I like the dichotomy

Quite a valid point that I've also pondered in the past. I think there's a big risk of that, of scraping the insides of your spirit to feed to the machine until there's nothing else left. However, I think

Me gusta mucho la foto de la mesa, aislada en la inmensidad del bosque. Una suerte de fogata moderna, alrededor de la cual seguro muchos se habrán reunido a hacer lo mismo que nuestros ancestros alrededor

Thanks for reading. Indeed, one last look at what's been our life for... all our lives. That's kind of the point of the series and the reason I started with this article despite having many other topics.

Thanks, Neg. I sure hope so! Until then, I'll try to make the most out of the time I have left here. Tie up lose ends and the like. This feeling of slowly drifting away from my current reality has made