Just an old guy, dead broke- but Rich in both the loves in his life - and the memories he has built. He believes in Love, and thinks forgiveness may just be the active form of the verb: to love. I know, because I am him.
It is the little things that make Old Age tolerable.
When a car can think for itself ...maybe you should leave it alone.
What would you use a second life to do?
In my seventies I have more in common with a Housewife from the Fifties.
This is my 1400th story. Some good...some bad. But I wrote every word.
It would be another century before donuts were invented...until then Bear Claws ruled.
Sometimes, when you are seventy, a good day happens.
A tradition that has lasted their entire lives...so far.
Hunger, pain, suffering, loneliness, bodies, are all an illusion.
That is true in Comedy, but what about in Writing?
Just something to chew on.
For some things, AI will need Human Help. Would you make a deal?
Dinosaurs can't write, but you can! Stories are everywhere. Even made up.
What would the Truth be like?
In the Art World, sometimes a prodigy shows up.
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