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Artificial Intelligence & Death of creativity

Creativity is extremely crucial for human evolution and is considered as the most essential tool for problem solving in both personal and professional capacity. Heavy reliance of the younger generation on artificial intelligence is hindering the creative process. Many students take assistance from Al generated apps like Chat GPT for convenience instead of creative thinking. In some cases, Al generated outcomes dominates the human mind and erodes the capacity to think. Students doubt their own ab

Mr.Darkness and Me

This poem describes a boy walking in the night, he dies and go's to heaven without feeling pain or knowing that he passed on to the after life

HELLO FOR THE TIME

**I called out for help but no one answered **Pesting my way through to peace **I gave my very all but it never mattered **They took it all, down to the last piece **They said he is fine, he is better off alone **All man to his demon, but mine is legion **They said he is lying, we can tell from his tone **Self righteous bastards, blinded by religion **I heard he died yesterday, oh rest his soul **Pay homage with your cash and flowers **I heard his life was barren, no seed to sow **He died of col

When I die

Do not think that I am gone If one day you visit my grave do not cry, just imagine that I am sleeping I will visit you with the dawn, I will hug you with the wind, I will kiss you with the rain and I will sing for you in silence because then... then, if I will have died.

LEGO Fortnite Enthusiast Constructs Star Wars Death Star

A dedicated LEGO Fortnite player has brought the iconic Death Star from the Star Wars universe into the blocky world of LEGO Fortnite. Since the game's launch, LEGO Fortnite enthusiasts have been showcasing their creativity by replicating famous landmarks from various video games, offering instructions for fellow players to recreate them. Notable builds include a rendition of Red Dead Redemption 2's Armadillo town and an impressive LEGO version of the Avengers Tower within the sandbox world. Wit

DEATH

oh Death! who are you? speak out that people may hear! you were thought to be good and loving little did I know that you bring sorrow to many and no joy oh! how people dread you oh Death! who are you? you bark like a dog And roar like a lion your actions, like the nitrogen the serpent Oh Death! Who are you? you visit the joyful among the afflicted you are found in you dare the rich, ignoring every bribe, gratification and security the poor, you increase their sorrow you sharpen your sting at the

Crazy Death

A poem to those we have lost in time past and we really miss them

THE ROSE OF DEATH

hello guys, my name kabie and I'm a writer and I hope we go along well here guys. oh, I and I hope you guys enjoy my book too.❤️❤️💕 here is the description of my new book THE ROSE OF DEATH. ROSE OF DEATH Just what makes you think being pretty is both the inner you and the outer you. A mysterious gang led by an extremely beautiful woman causes terror in the underworld and bring it up to a society that makes the country's ruler and its citizen question their safety. ROSE CAMILADEYAZIDI LO-RED. RED ROSE interesting right😍 stay tuned for the first chapter of the ROSE OF DEATH.

Death on the Seas - Contemporary Nigerian Poetry

The world is seen by some as a sea (of efforts, hope, rewards) and everyone is seen as a sailor. Some sail through while some fall. This is a tribute to all those that fell.

Death

All the pain we hold All the gaps left All the sorrows we've gone through All the questions unanswered All the regrets Nothing will compensate that All the scars in our hearts All the wounds unhealed Not even love will heal them . That's why we no longer fear death. It's equal It's peaceful It's promising The peaceful ending ,the last minute of breathing as life leaves our body The satisfaction in the eyes That's what I long for It's not that we lost hope We got in terms with the facts.

DNA is giving new insights to why Coronavirus hits individuals in an unexpected way

DNA is providing new clues to why COVID-19 hits people differently

The world today

A poem by me on view of the word today, let me know your opinion. The world is in dismay and something needs to be done about it enough of the blood shed, human life matters. If you felt touched please love and go to my page to see more.. Thanks

The Death of a football Legand

Football legend Pelé has passed away at the age of 82. Viewed by many as the planet's finest footballer, Edson Arantes do Nascimento, known to the world as Pelé, adored the game and the game adored him back. Wherever he went, thousands of fans would follow, hoping to catch a glimpse of the three-time World Cup winner. At the age of 16, Pelé had already made his mark on the international stage, scoring on his debut against arch-rivals Argentina in 1957. One year later, his skills throughout the t

Jerry Springer

Jerry Springer is an American television presenter, actor, and former politician. He was born on February 13, 1944, in London, England, and raised in New York City. Springer started his career in politics, serving as a councilman and later the mayor of Cincinnati, Ohio, from 1977 to 1981. After leaving politics, he began hosting a talk show called The Jerry Springer Show in 1991, which quickly became known for its controversial topics, sensationalism, and confrontational style. The show featured

'DEATH' a POEM

a poem about death, and how it is end and where we find peace,

Pointless

What is the penalty, Called capital punishment? Death is what it is called. Terrorists, mass murders, and so on, When caught, are usually killed. But is death really a punishment? It is common knowledge that everyone Perishes. From the good to the bad, The philanthropist to the rapist, The doctors to the killers, They all die. To think that the phenomenon sure to Befall everyone is Termed as a punishment. Doctors save lives right? But to what extent? What is the point when the life saved Will st

Forever

Clouds got darker. Wind started to flow fast. It felt like the sky is going to cry hard. But nothing affected the pale man sitting in the dirty ground with the lifeless body of his lover on his lap. Not a single drop of tear left his eyes. He stared at the pale face of his lover engraving every feature into his heart. His love looked so peaceful, so calm. A small smile still visible on those blue lips. He stared and stared, his eyes emotionless until the first drop of rain fall onto his face. He

Live after death

In shadows deep, where whispers fade, A realm unknown, where souls cascade, The afterlife, a mystic realm, Where life's true essence takes the helm. No longer bound by earthly chains, A new existence, where spirit gains, A canvas vast, where dreams take flight, In endless day or tranquil night. From mortal coil, we gently part, A journey to another start, In realms unseen, we find our way, A chance to bloom, a brighter day. With memories held, and love embraced, In afterglow, we find our place,

DEATH

The poem is about a country's situation. Insecurity of a country,the restless mind of its people

Live after Death

In shadows deep, where whispers fade, A realm unknown, where souls cascade, The afterlife, a mystic realm, Where life's true essence takes the helm. No longer bound by earthly chains, A new existence, where spirit gains, A canvas vast, where dreams take flight, In endless day or tranquil night. From mortal coil, we gently part, A journey to another start, In realms unseen, we find our way, A chance to bloom, a brighter day. With memories held, and love embraced, In afterglow, we find our place,