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If the soul is nothing more than the brain then it should be possible to create an artificial mind that is truly identical in every way to a human...

You didn't know I was dead, and you certainly didn't know I could follow you around and hear everything you said. Neither did Chapman. This might have been our sunny paradise but its dark side was to end our idyll...or was it?

To Me- A School Boy P K Routray With two friends, to me one year junior, myself in the middle back of our teacher A memory from too old an album...

Beauty Of Togetherness P K Routray Fragrance, form and color serve as yard stick to measure the intrinsic beauty and power the traits those glorify a...

My Sugar Heart by Paul McCann There was a heart in my coffee cup And I thought before I took a sup , How much I Love being there with her Everything...

The Lonely Sounds At Halloween By Paul McCann Its Halloween night and the house is empty , there’s no one home but me . I’m sitting alone in a...

The Stag and Hounds at Braywick between Maidenhead and Windsor is where I had my first taste of English bitter that I paid for legally myself as I...

Here I am. Now walking slowly down corridors of concern and wondering if my life will ever be the same the C word like an old refrain: shouldn’t have...

Grainger watches from the soggy moor, the old cottage around me crumbling and no real shelter from the oppressive sleet, the incessant damp; let...