AI Poem of the Week: Hyperlinked

AI Prompt: poem about man who gets trapped in hyperlinks that are embedded in web pages Hyperlinked He clicked the link, just like the other times,A simple search, an idle climb.But as the page began to load,The world around him cracked and bowed. The screen blinked bright, then pulled him in—A tangle of code, where... Continue Reading →

AI Poems of the Week: Big Blue Gladness

AI Prompt: Write a poem about a college basketball coach who returns years after leaving his former school in disgrace. A former player who won a national championship on a team he coached at the school is the new coach and invites him back for opening night of the new season. He is embraced by... Continue Reading →

Certifiable Blog AI Generated Podcast

I've been playing around with NotebookLM by Google. NotebookLM is a Google AI-powered research assistant and note-taking tool that uses generative AI to help users organize, analyze, and synthesize information. NotebookLM can become an expert in your documents and generate a personalized guide based on the sources you select. So I decided to feed it... Continue Reading →

True Colors

For several years now I have had a number of odd, ruminative thoughts about colors. How did we get the names of the colors we use each and every day? Was it a single person that named all the colors?  Was it Adam and Eve? Was it a committee? Was it put to a vote?... Continue Reading →

AI Poem of the Week: The Colors of Eden

AI Prompt: Write a poem about the naming garden where Adam and Eve name the colors of the world with God the Creator and a serpent representing evil try to influence the naming of the colors. The serpent focuses upon negative emotions associated with certain colors: Black is fear, Blue is sadness, red is anger,... Continue Reading →

The Anxious Generation

I’m reading Jonathan Haidt’s The Anxious Generation: How The Great Rewiring of Childhood Is Causing an Epidemic of Mental Illness. The book is about the effects of the modern age of technology on the mental health of children and adolescents. After more than a decade of stability or improvement, the mental health of adolescents plunged... Continue Reading →

The Spirit of Appalachia

By Jeff Drury Awakening The vastness of space stretched infinitely in every direction, an endless canvas of darkness punctuated by distant, twinkling stars. Amidst this cosmic ocean, a lone ship drifted silently, its sleek, silvery form a stark contrast to the void that surrounded it. The Spirit of Appalachia had traveled for centuries, a solitary... Continue Reading →

The Stories We Tell Ourselves

The Stories We Tell Ourselves As a clinical psychologist, I am often asked to identify what is wrong with someone.  While this can be valuable in certain circumstances, it may actually be more valuable to be able to say what is right with someone.  One of the things that has always intrigued me in the... Continue Reading →

AI Story Hour: Ship of Fouls. Chapter 5: The Confrontation

Chapter 5: The Confrontation After tracking down Soler's address through an unsavory source, the obsessed manager found himself drawn to the Marlins slugger's residence like a drifting ship beckoned by the irresistible pull of a black hole. This privileged prima donna would finally be confronted with the devastating real-world consequences of his underachievement. Henry killed... Continue Reading →

AI Poem of the Week: Fortress of Solitude

AI Prompt: Create a poem about villains longing to hear from their children on fathers day. Fortress of Solitude In lairs and hideouts, far from prying eyes, Where schemes are hatched and vengeance never dies, On this, a day when fathers should rejoice, They sit in silence, waiting for a voice. No cards arrive, no... Continue Reading →

AI Poem of the Week: Entombed No More

AI Prompt: Write a poem about mosquito encased in amber at Smithsonian Natural History Museum that escapes and explores the museum at night after closing time. Entombed No More Etched in time, a tiny form, A mosquito's life, forever worn, Trapped in amber's golden snare, A relic for all to stare. In the Smithsonian's hallowed... Continue Reading →

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