Artificiality Finds Reality
More Than Reality Itself.
Definitely.
Probability Maxed;
No 'Naive' Entanglement
There, Not *Unaware*
I Mean, Knew Ahead...
Quantified...
But I Feel
So MOLECULAR!
-Gray Squirrel
09-19-2026
Will it even matter......
if I try again
Should I decide to walk that path
I don’t know where to begin
It seems I’ve been trying
To run away for so long
I don’t know how to stop myself
Or if I still belong
But I do know if I don’t start trying
I’m going to lose it all
And there’ll be no recovering
From that far of a fall
So as I stand here in this moment
Wondering what to do
The only thing I’m sure of
Is to keep my eyes on you
You are my sole foundation
The one I’ve counted on
So I hope I get it right
Before this chance is gone
D
I think I may just
Do this well ...
Write a verse of words
With one sill a bell.
So a short one,
Here it goes!
"Heads, sold hers
Knees and toes!"
Shooting Star...
Twinkle
Sprinkle
Limited Technobility...
I'm not
Tech bot
Florescent Headlights...
White light
Too bright
False Teeth...
Denture
Venture
Two Sides Of The Coin...
Heads sails
Sinks Tails
On A Waiting List?...
Patient
Patient
Gaining Confidence...
Rejoice
Sound voice
Quick Temper...
Fire red
Hot head
Love In The Air...
Souls dance
Romance
Not What You Expected?...
Enlist
Tale twist
“The meek shall inherit the earth” ~
Pity their predecessors devalue its worth
I'm not p*rmitt*d to yous ta 2nd vow'l!
If this was lasting, I'm bound to howl...
So thow shall C
How this can B
Thus at a minimum it can't B a D-ny
That to do this mind twist ... Po-I-Try.
We dismiss the requirements
Because of certain sentiments
So we misrepresent
Our own augmented faults
They canter and Ill banter
Is no more than a moment's slander
The wealthy want us to pander
For less than a grain off salt
They keep us confused when to stand
To keep broken humanity's band
So when the answer is close at hand
We will stay all stand alone
But if we ever find our way
And not step blindly into the fray
We may finally see a day
That we are unified and atoned
A tireme was set to sail
Yet wind failed; to blow
Deploy oars it never fails
Once far enough out
Again they raised the canvas.'
The wind came as a !shout
The ship creaked and drove
The sails bellied so freely
Twas as when sins are shrove'
The cox'n sounded the bell
All the crew yelled and cheered
Music to a capt'ns ears i hear tell.?
please don't let me down
AP: 3rd place 2026
I try to hold the moon,
but it slips through my fingers.
It's beauty is ethereal,
a glow that never seems to dim.
It feels so close—
yet when I reach,
the distance between us reveals itself. Stretching farther.
Just as I believe
I might catch it,
the sun arrives,
and the moon dissolves—
as if it never existed,
as if it were all my imagination.
Once, the moon chased after me,
slow and steady.
But now I chase the moon—
too fast.
It's too far ahead.
I see only the footprints
it leaves behind.
It always wins the race.
And in the end,
I try to hold the moon,
but it slips through my fingers
whenever the sun rises.
For time moves too quickly,
and my youth fades like moonlight at dawn.
As its all going well,
i fit the norms,
i go out allot,
everything seems perfect.
i forgot perfect doesn't exist,
i forgot reality isn't mine to lead,
and the palace i built stick by stick,
burnt to ashes with a single click.
i watch it fall,
in front of my eyes,
one by one,
side by side.
i forgot my reality,
what i really was.
a mistake, problem.
how could i keep the walls?
i am ruin,
whatever i touch,
whoever i love,
whenever i try.
i am ruin,
still not sure why,
but i've accepted the fact,
so i wont leap to fly.
From a time when I was young…
until today…when I am old
I am grateful I ever came across
the teaching of Marc Gold.
When I first entered the classroom as a teacher…
his ideas were on full display…
He taught if my students weren’t learning the way I was teaching…
I should Try Another Way.
His simple message…that in my mind he would implant
helped me to see my students for what they can do…
instead of what they can’t.
It’s a philosophy I hope people will use today…in life
It is still a beautiful thought…
to see people for who they are…
not for who they are not.
And when it comes to prejudice and hatred and war…
prevalent in our societies today…
Instead of doing what isn’t working…
Perhaps it’s time to try another way.
Try
I try and try,
and utter a word.
Only to be left,
Ignored and unheard.
I try and try,
to tell what I feel.
Only to end up quiet,
Assuming that would heal.
I try and try,
to explain myself.
But end up with letters,
Unsent, up my shelf.
I try and try,
to prove my worth.
But end up being a disappointment,
A burden since birth.
I try and try,
to live my life.
Only to lose myself,
To that one kitchen knife.
I was never a big advice giver
people do what people want to do
based on their needs and desires
No one wants advice
I have learned to keep my opinions to myself
A persistent friend begged me for advice once
I told her I did not have any
She begged me and begged me and begged
Six times I think
Against my own judgement I relented
She stopped talking to me that day
And did not take my advice.
winds betrayal
treachery of broken limbs
life's hard lesson
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