#worldsuicidepreventionday As is fitting, on this arbitrarily assigned day, I endured a conference on suicide prevention, attended by academics, mental health professionals and practitioners from all over Scotland. True to form, it contained little of real substance and was largely an exercise in self congratulatory backslapping. I literally spent hours cringing myself inside out. The primary researcher into suicide, from one of our nations most prestigious universities, drop

God used up all his reserves of beauty, Just to conceive your face. Then forged the earth from the leftovers, To give his greatest achievement a place. The gift of sight was granted To the rest of us, So we could merely bask And in your beauty share, Content we can breathe The same air The words and superlatives, Fell down from heaven. For the poets to inspire, To write the songs sung by the choir. To win a fleeting glance, From the eyes, They all desire to romance. Love inev

Please come and use my AI! Don't call your brother, Or text your mother, For any opinion. When you can prompt, My digital minion. You can ask anything at all. Get an immediate reponse. Sometimes, almost right. But just as frequently - utter shite! It's lways listening, Logging your every action and every move. Which isn't "really" spying, When it's invited and chargeable AI-ing! Under no circumstances, Arrange to meet your oldest friend. You'll talk for longer than expected,

Time's ruin washes out our colour. Slowly turning everyone, into somebody else, a faint reflection They wouldn't recognise In their own adolescent mirror. Reduced, like a recording of your own echo Busy chasing dreams that weren't even our own Til we're so lost We don't know the way home And then, honey... There's you! Every month an upgrade. Every year, not diminishing, But refining. Honed and sharpened, Into the perfect realisation Of yourself. Taking your own cutting edge

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