No Theme Thursday

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2030: The possibilities seemed endless, my whole future was ahead of me and I absolutely could not wait to get started with this new company. All the technology of the future was waiting in this new endeavor. Just walking through the entry, overwhelmed by everything, all the lights, the bright crystals, a good omen according to my psychic, seem to be foretelling of a wonderful new future. This company was going to change things. I am so excited.

2045: Fifteen short years was all it took. The bright future I had seen over ten years ago, and entered into with hope for new possibilities, for new solutions for our world, gone! With all of our knowledge, all of our technical capabilities, even with the help of the new AI generation and fresh minds eager to explore new answers, we lost everything. I don’t think it was a matter of what we tried and failed to do in the end, when we realized the future that we thought couldn’t happen, just a remote possibility. I don’t think it was a matter of complete apathy, I think it was our destiny from the beginning. I look now into the nothingness as my own body is disintegrating into that void and I think of what we could have changed if we had just acted earlier.

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No Theme Thursday: 08.01.24

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===Employee Memo===

“The general consensus is that androids feel no emotions. With the ever evolving technology, especially by the androids themselves, this is not true. AI is with us now, and we have to accept we can no longer control their actions. Be advised there will be no further penalties for the androids, and/or their behavior. Please read this memo with careful consideration.”

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Weekly Writing Prompt

The Writer’s Workshop

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I chose number 4:

I so love the chore of cleaning floors.

I can’t think of anything I’d like to do more!

Well I probably shocked you with that last bit,

But wheeling myself with a vacuum is a welcomed trick

And let’s not forget I use a mop, a Swiffer

Getting off stains takes strong arms, stiffened

To scrub and scrub and then see it’s clean

What a delight! I mean…

Mopping and then rolling over it to create more work

You probably think I’m a jerk!

But as most things in life you have to agree

A clean floor satisfies a selfish need

It started when I was a child

My mother’s cleaning was never mild

Scrub till it shines was her advice

That’s what I think when my floors’ look nice.

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Writer’s Workshop Prompts for August 1, 2024