For months, the last man on earth has been living in a mansion that (for the most part) has remained in a pretty decent condition. In the daytime he scavenges the city of Charlotte for supplies, while at night he writes poetry or philosophizes to himself about why he wasn’t wiped from existence like everybody else. Perhaps God destroyed humanity due to their wickedness, or maybe what he labeled as life is a computer simulation and that this is one of the many infinite realities that it can manifest. …


“The line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either — but right through every human heart — and through all human hearts”.

This quote was published in Aleksandrs Solzhenitsyn’s novel titled, “The Gulag Archipelago”. This quote is profound since it captures the deep truth that evil exists inside all of us, and that if we aren’t careful, this malevolence deep in our hearts will be expressed in very awful and destructive ways.

As soon as you accept this profound truth that Mr. Solzhenitsyn has laid out, things start to get very…


Ben Howards, “I Forget Where We Were” album cover.

This is a poem about the painful fallout of infidelity.

9:00pm. Tuesday. September 12th. Shadows dance across the living room as our ceiling fan cuts through the heaviness of the moonlight rays, filtering in from the unforgiving sky above. As I sit in the living room alone, I hear muffled laughs of betrayal leaking through the walls. The smell of freshly smoked cigarettes stings my lungs. Silent tears stream down my face like droplets in an oceanside morning fog. The kiss of suggestion parts my lips as the taste of disgustful certainty fills my mouth. My husband doesn’t smoke.

10:23pm…


A poem about inner conflict, and the dividing line between good and evil which runs through every heart.

300 agonizing seconds. A flash of light. The blur of what I think is a car. The shattering of what feels like glass beneath my chest. I am so cold. Warm blood turns to ice as the late evening wind chills my motionless body on that dark cold concrete. Is this it? Am I going to die?

Every breath becomes harder to take as vision fades like the fleeting evening rays. I am scared. I am not ready to go. Why now…


It was a cold, wet, brisk fall night. As the wind slammed against my bedroom window, I could feel a sense of warm fatigue taking over my body. Heaviness like a blanket of snow covered in rain, descended upon my eyes as I fought to stay awake. What was odd about this particular evening was the feeling of anticipation which accompanied my transition into deep sleep. At the time I didn’t understand it, but I could remember feeling an unusual combination of emotions that didn’t go together. …


This is a poem about the origins of my people pleasing behavior, and how it grew and affected me over the course of my life.

Flashes of humanity briefly erupt on a landscape of flesh that otherwise seems apathetic to my existence.

I look into your eyes and I see a soul desperate to love, desperate for love. An animating force shackled by chains from God knows where. You are beautiful, I know you are. Love is a dance and if I can memorize the steps, I know deep down I can finally feel your love. I love you….. …


Wilbur and Orville Wright making the world’s first hour-long flight at Fort Myer, Va., in 1907

On December 17th, 1903, the Wright Brothers made history when the first heavier-than-air machine achieved controlled and sustained flight. From the moment this was done, it was immediately obvious that the airplane was going to radically change the world. When World War I started in 1914, the airplane was immediately retrofitted for war. At first the airplane was used solely for reconnaissance, but by the end of the war airplanes became retrofitted with machine-guns and evolved into a crucial offensive asset.

Inspired by the war, the British decided to create the world’s first independent national air force in 1918. The…


In 1965, American engineer Gordon Moore made the observation that the number of transistors on a computer chip doubles every 18–24 months. Since this observation was made, the computer industry has decided to abide by this observation and turn it into a self-fulfilling prophecy (called Moore’s Law) which is why computer power has advanced so rapidly over the course of the past fifty years. To give you an appreciation for the remarkable advances which have taken place in computers due to this trend, all we need to do is look at the number of transistors on the first microprocessor which…


What if I told you that there was a technology that existed right now which had the potential to eliminate the usage of child and slave labor in supply chains? A piece of technology that could end art fraud, discover the source of contaminated supermarket food in seconds, and even deliver stimulus checks to millions of Americans instantaneously.

This exciting piece of technology is called blockchain. It’s impact on the well-being of humanity is going to greatly exceed that of the internet. I understand that this is an ambitious claim considering how beneficial the internet has been for all of…


Mostly Strings Youtube Cover Photo

This was the first poem I wrote that got me passionate about poetry as an art form. Enjoy.

It’s a cold, wet, gray, fall day. You look out the window and notice that the brilliant shades of orange which dominated the trees have now given way to brown and bareness. You realize that life is temporary, and that one day, you yourself will fade from the brilliant orange you are now. You tear up and water splashes onto the oak desk which lies below your chin. …

Jack Raymond Borden

Philosopher, poet, economist, and most importantly a critical thinker. My aim is to explore the human experience and to make sense of the world that we live in.

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