Rowan Finley
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Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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A Roast Dinner With My In-Laws. Content Warning.
I invited my new in-laws out for a roast dinner at a fancy restaurant. My new wife had to work an evening shift at the hospital so she wasn’t able to join us. I was a little nervous to be alone with my in-laws but I wanted to ask them questions to get to know them a bit better. The first thing I thought to ask was, “How smoothly did everything go on your wedding night from what you remember?”
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Humor
2050
It’s 2050. I don’t have to think for myself anymore like we had to in the old days. Life Assist (LA) is always with me. I call my Life Assistant - Robbie. He’s a chip that has been implanted into my brain. He monitors everything. He gives me my thoughts on how I should live. At first, it started out rather challenging to agree with everything that he told me to do but then over time, it got easier and easier. He truly is always right! I’ve gotten to the point where I love having someone else who does all the thinking for me. It’s liberating! Back, before LA, I remember getting so stuck in my thoughts. I’d sometimes feel paralyzed with anxiety and decision making. Panic attacks would occur and I couldn’t do anything for hours some days. Now, with LA, there is no need to feel any pressure to decide anything. I just listen to the voice of Robbie in my head, and I’m good.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Futurism
The Black-Eyed Pea . Top Story - December 2024.
I was going to meet Pam at The Black-Eyed Pea. I didn't like the name of this restaurant. Ironically, I felt like I had a black eye when I left that place. The whole restaurant felt like the size of a large walk-in closet but it was not nearly as welcoming as a closet typically is. I thought to myself that maybe they named it The Black-Eyed Pea because the building was as big as a pea.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Fiction
When Good and Evil Sing
I don’t like to hear evil sing as loud as good. Sometimes, evil sings loudest. But, good has already triumphed and sung the final note, if you think about it all. Yin and yang doesn’t make sense because good has overcome. Do we see the good loud and clear all the time? No. Sometimes, no. But good is on the way. Justice, is the wrapping paper that covers good. Sometimes justice gets torn and thrown away but it was used to usher in good. It had worth, even though it tarried along the way. When evil takes the stage, remember good already dropped the mic and nothing in history or truth can simply change that.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
