Prose by Michael Aaron Casares. It happened concurrently on a Tuesday and a Wednesday. I hadn't any idea of what day it was anymore sometimes they all became enmeshed like a forever run on sentence with no period to stave off perpetuity. It was in moments like these I found that it rested on me, a residual force of use and inspiration. I questioned it not.
Artificial Intelligence
Artificially Intelligent, Curiously Intuitive Artwork
It is interesting to note some of the quadrants and pathos of current publishing practice specifically prohibit the solicitation of AI generated work. Considering the controversy in the academic community amongst teachers and students, it is only ethical to be forward when presenting anything AI generated or assisted. I know I would.
The Root of Many Returns 