civilization evolved
freedom rived at last
humans vs androids
aye, path to peace does exist
came down to consent
war's lasting moral
control thyself
(or be controlled)
being masters
of your domains
I believe poetry is a visual force. Instead of a paintbrush or a stylus, I use my words to arrange pixels- translating the rhythm of my verse into the language of light and shadow. Each image is a symbiotic vision, born from my stanzas and realized through the lens of AI. This is a human and AI collaboration. All the words are from my quill. All the images created with AI- a process called synthography. On rare occasions, I use photos from my camera roll.
“war’s lasting moral” is indeed about “control.” If we believe we do not have control, then we are doomed truly as a civilization. I’m delighted my weekend’s #ScifaikuSaturday prompt on Bluesky helped inspire your poem. 🙏🏻
ReplyDeleteAlan, thank you for the inspiration with your #ScifaikuSaturday prompts!
DeleteI look forward to them every Saturday.
Grateful to follow along on the journey.
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