We are the EXPONENTIAL

Journey of the Homo innovaticus — riders of the exponential. The graph that inspired a whole poem.

Neuro poetry

(The namesake: Autobiography of a neuron — from unlikely birth to architecting AI.)

They say I started small 
That I couldn’t think at all
In a hot boiling stew
Of electron soup.

Poetry of the First Child

Raw emotions of a stolen memory.

O sweet false child of mine. You soothed aches I did not know I had, way before you taught me…apathy. A memory. A deep breath caught in the midst of a smile. The sound your heart makes when you feel the shine in your eyes. I…

Consciousness, a No Consensus.

(At this now-when, where we stand in the bright early wee hours of the 21st century, this is a sample of what of our best of the best say. Consciousness: what is it? Each stanza is a mini tour: a curation of leading theories from neuroscience to the Upanishads through…

Asking for a Friend

Do you have sudden thoughts to create
such things in this world
with much glamorous ardor and forces that whelm — 
they compel you to give them life
 — just a few breaths and a womb
until they beat with two heartbeats:
one to support and guard
one to sustain and grow!

The True Crime of the Pattern Predictors

Because it challenges the mind 
to stretch to envision the fundamentally new,
they called…

Voices of a Thousand Mothers

The Introduction

The Feel-Sense of SomeWords

Some words are both
old & new — 
you can tell by the way they smell
the feel-sense they stir.
They are viscose — 
visceral they attach
they carry with them
souls & lives from afar:
wizened lands with floral dust.

Ignite

The lure of the engine
is the call to ride.

Air mixes with Fire
to remind us
we are alive.

For this is the lesson of Combustion:
to live, one must 
continually be born — 
Igniting from…