A poem contemplating Icarus’s flight, intertwining ancient themes with modern pathos. This is complemented by images of the sculpture that inspired the poem and an audio performance by the Editor.
“AI, will you write this poem for me? / AI, will you give me a hug? / AI, will you read my daughters a bedtime story?”
Surrender & let go. Do not Skip Ad. The ontological flood is here. Aperspectival madness and shamanic psychosis are all yours via this DEEPSnakes original.
In the age of information overload, our guides are curators.
Prediction—or personal pose: / In the Age of AI / Poetry will be the last refuge / Of human language.
There is no rest for the search engine. The unquiet dead play games with the subject/ object interface. It appears that our operating system is not a friend to Jesus. Logos flash through the sky of the Sinkiang Autonomous Region. Our wet dreams run through fiberoptic cables.
What if you could slow down time? In a distant, not-so-far-off future, humanity has gained the power to alter the localized flow of time at will, enabling new ways of experiencing the universe and operating in extreme environments. Here is an account of the scientific speculation that went into the concept of tempo control in my upcoming novel Plenum: The First Book of Deo.
Metapsychosis contributing poet Andrea van de Loo was recently featured in a State of Mind podcast & radio show episode hosted by Debra Sloss, LMFT. She shares her story of finding love through a reading group on our site. Thanks to State of Mind f …
Dunbar proposed the limit of meaningful friendships is “150”—a far cry from our Facebook and Instagram network connections—but maybe it’s more complicated than that.