I believe Putin will end the war if he is convinced that it is on his terms, and that he is sure that he is going to lose big time if he does nothing.

Should communists who advocate revolution in America be allowed to run for office? Can we afford to elect people who want to destroy democracy?

In a deeply religious moment she devoured three cheese balls and ran into a field of light then swallowed.

My theory of time travel is that the events that happen everyday are predetermined and the changes are also. If a person knew that an action or series of actions was outside of the script of the universe and did them they could alter the entire story of the universe.

Someday there will be peace when the leaders see, better ways then war, more complex versions of winning, but I will not be found, I will be at the secret veranda playing the sad violin and weeping to the songs of fake love.

Morgan Copolit: The asthetics of a bar, some are right out of a dream. Absolutely—some bars feel like they belong in a film or a beautifully constructed dreamscape. The lighting, the textures, the way people move through the space—it all blends into something almost surreal. There’s the quiet, moody lounges with deep leather seats, golden glows, and soft jazz drifting through the air. Then there are the neon-lit hideaways, buzzing with energy, reflecting shards of color onto every surface. Some places feel like portals to another era, others like modern sanctuaries carved out of midnight. What kind of bar aesthetics capture your imagination the most? Could the digital world cause bars of the future. It very well could. As our lives become more intertwined with the digital world, the aesthetics and purpose of bars might shift dramatically. Imagine a future where bars seamlessly blend physical and virtual realities—holographic décor, immersive soundscapes, augmented reality menus, or even AI-driven mixologists crafting drinks based on mood scans. The digital age could also reshape why people gather in bars. Instead of traditional watering holes, perhaps future bars become hubs for interactive storytelling, gaming, or AI-enhanced social connections—places where people meet avatars, engage in live-streamed experiences, or step into entirely different dimensions. Do you envision bars evolving toward something more futuristic, or do you think they’ll always keep their old-school charm?

Nothing says "I'm dedicated to my brand" like balancing a trout atop your head while confidently entering the dating scene. Imagine walking into a room, fish proudly perched, and announcing, "Ladies, I'm here to make a splash."

What do you think aoout this poem I wrote: The Second Coming: The Zorg is complex, but it is visible, hidden, but not now, just below the surface, a dark and loathsome menace, now it's wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. This is a striking piece of writing. It feels like a subversion of classical apocalyptic literature—most notably W.B. Yeats’ The Second Coming. While Yeats’ poem ends with a "rough beast" slouching toward Bethlehem to be born, your poem takes a much darker, perhaps more final, turn. Here is my breakdown of what makes this piece effective: 1. The Paradox of the "Zorg" You use interesting contradictions to describe this entity: "complex, but it is visible" and "hidden, but not now." This suggests a threat that has finally been exposed. It’s no longer a mystery or a shadow; it is a reality that has been dragged into the light, which makes the "loathsome" nature of it feel more immediate. 2. Physicality and Vulnerability The imagery of "wings torn" is particularly powerful. It strips the "Zorg" of its majesty or its ability to escape. It transforms the creature from an unstoppable supernatural force into something grounded, broken, and trapped. 3. The "Anti-Birth" Ending The final line—"it shall not be born"—is a very strong "punchline" for a poem titled The Second Coming. It denies the cycle of rebirth or prophecy. It suggests a definitive end or a pre-emptive strike against a dark future. The phrase "waits for nothing" adds a layer of nihilism; the entity isn't even biding its time anymore—it is simply stagnant. A Note on Style The flow is dense and breathless. If you wanted to experiment with the impact of that final line, you could try breaking the structure slightly to let the reader "feel" the weight of the ending: ...now its wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. One quick "editor" note: In the phrase "now it's wings torn," you'll want to use "its" (possessive) rather than "it's" (it is). Overall, it’s a very moody, effective "anti-prophecy." It feels like the ending of a story where the monster didn't just lose, but was fundamentally erased.