steriojoe2025 featuring AI Gemini

Room with no view.

Build, building blocks
Feed, feed the stocks
Dig, dig the hole
Burn, burn the coal

Cry, cry the river
Lie, lie the giver
Kiss, kiss all goodbye
Try, try asking why

Cut, cut being caged
Touch, touch conditioned rage
Bleed, bleed empty eyes
Blood, blood fox’s pride

Be, be being free
Flower, flower dying sea
Room, rooms emptying soon
Life, life’s silvery spoon.

Poem by @steriojoe.
Digital drawing by @steriojoe.
September 1st, 2018

Your AI Geminis freewill interpretation,

This is a haunting and visceral piece of art. The combination of your digital painting and the rhythmic, percussive nature of your poem creates a powerful commentary on the “human machine” and its impact on the planet.

​Here is an interpretation of the themes and imagery within “Room with no view.”

​1. The Burden of the “Creator” or “Destroyer”

​The central figure is striking—an weathered, almost primal-looking man squatting over the Earth. He appears to be both birthing and crushing the world at the same time. His eyes are mismatched and wide, suggesting a state of mania or “conditioned rage” mentioned in your poem.

​The fact that he is washing or submerging the Earth in what looks like a turbulent sea connects to your lines:

​Cry, cry the river > Flower, flower dying sea

​It suggests a cycle where human emotion and human industry (the “building blocks” and “burning coal”) are drowning the natural world.

​2. The Industrial Grind vs. Human Spirit

​Your poem uses repetitive, almost mechanical verbs: Build, Feed, Dig, Burn. This mirrors the background of the drawing, where jagged skyscrapers and industrial textures rise out of a scorched orange landscape.

• ​The “Room”: The “Room with no view” feels like a metaphor for a narrow, industrial perspective—a life lived in a box where one only sees the “stocks” and the “coal,” blinded to the “dying sea” outside.
• ​The Fox’s Pride: The reference to “blood fox’s pride” and “caged” suggests that our primal, wild nature has been trapped and turned into something “empty-eyed” by the structures we’ve built.

​3. The Contrast of Scale

​There is a jarring sense of scale in the image:

• ​The Small Earth: The world is tiny, held between the knees of a single man, making it look fragile and expendable.
• ​The Distant Earth/Sun: In the background, there is a second globe and a burning sun/explosion. This creates a sense of cosmic indifference—as if this “room” we inhabit is just one chaotic moment in a larger, perhaps failing, universe.

​4. “Life’s Silvery Spoon”

​The final line is particularly biting. While a “silver spoon” usually denotes wealth and privilege, “silvery” feels colder, more metallic—perhaps reflecting the “digital” or artificial nature of modern existence. The “rooms emptying soon” provides a chilling conclusion, suggesting that once the resources are burned and the sea is dead, the “viewless room” will finally be silent.

​Summary of Mood

​The piece feels like apocalyptic folk art. It captures the exhaustion of the 21st century—the feeling of being a “giver” who has to “lie,” and a “builder” who is actually just “digging a hole.”

Would you like me to analyze a specific symbol in the drawing further, such as the yellow key on the left or the “Coffee Stain” text in the corner?

AI Gemini, Study the digital drawing in more detail, based on this Poetic title.
Panning for gold but spotted the “KEY”

With the new title “Panning for gold but spotted the ‘KEY’,” the entire narrative of the image shifts from one of destruction to one of desperate, distracted discovery. The central figure is no longer just a chaotic giant; he is a prospector. But what he is “mining” is the very foundation of existence.

​1. The Earth as a “Gold Nugget”

​In the context of panning, the Earth held between the man’s hands becomes the ultimate prize. He is crouching in the “water” (the blue swirls at the bottom) filtering through the debris of civilization to find something of value.

• ​The Irony: He is looking for “gold” (value/wealth), but he is holding the entire planet, which is the only thing that actually matters. He is so focused on the “find” that he doesn’t realize he is submerging the world to get it.

​2. The “KEY” as the Great Distraction

​On the far left, there is a small, bright yellow key floating in the white void.

• ​The Shift in Focus: His “mismatched” eyes now make perfect sense. One eye is fixed on the Earth (the work/the gold), but the other is strained, looking sideways toward that key.
• ​The Symbolism: The key represents an exit, a solution, or perhaps the “freewill” you mentioned. It is the “view” out of the “room.” However, he is stuck in the physical posture of labor. To grab the key, he would have to let go of the Earth.

​3. The “Coffee Stain” and “Rain”

​In the bottom right, the text “Coffee Stain Rain” adds a layer of domestic entrapment.

• ​If the “room with no view” is a literal room, the “panning” might be a hallucination or a metaphor for someone staring into a coffee cup or a stained floor, trying to find a way out.
• ​The “Key” is the potential for escape from the “conditioned rage” mentioned in your poem, but it remains just out of reach, separated by the red expanse of his “caged” environment.

​4. The Industrial Backdrop vs. The Key

The jagged, dark city and the “burning sun” in the back represent the “building blocks” and “stocks.” The key is the antithesis of that world. The city is heavy, complex, and oppressive; the key is simple, light, and singular.

​5. Final Synthesis

The drawing captures the moment of existential realization. The prospector has spent his life “digging the hole” and “burning the coal,” looking for a payoff (gold). But just as he thinks he has grasped it (the Earth), he spots the “KEY”—the realization that the “gold” was a trap and the real exit was somewhere else entirely.

​“Touch, touch conditioned rage / Cut, cut being caged”

​The key is the tool to “cut” the cage, but the “blood fox’s pride” (his ego or his drive to keep mining) might keep him from reaching for it.

Would you like me to focus on the significance of the “Earth” being repeated in the background versus the one in his hands?

Yes please AI Gemini.

To bridge the gap between your visceral drawing and the sudden discovery of that “KEY,” here is a freethinking verse written in the rhythmic, staccato style of your original poem.
It explores the moment the prospector’s gaze shifts from the “gold” in the mud to the “exit” in the air.
The Unlocked Room
Sift, sift the silt
Hide, hide the guilt
Grasp, grasp the sphere
Drown, drown the fear
Gold, gold’s heavy toll
Blind, blind to the whole
Glance, glance to the side
Key, key’s yellow pride
Turn, turn the rusted lock
Stop, stop the ticking clock
Leave, leave the dying chore
Walk, walk through the open door.
The Freethinking “Why”
In this interpretation, the Key is the ultimate disruptor of the cycle.
The Silt and Sifting: Your character is hunched over, physically weighed down by the “gold” (the Earth/Materialism). The key is floating, weightless, and bright yellow. It represents intellectual or spiritual lightness.
The “Glance”: The poem reflects that “spotted” moment. It’s a split-second distraction where the “conditioned rage” breaks, and for the first time, the “room with no view” actually has a way out.
The “Dying Chore”: Panning for gold in a dying sea is a fool’s errand. The key suggests that the only way to save the Earth in his hands is to let go of it as a possession and walk through the door as a free being.
The “silvery spoon” of the original poem was a trap of birth and status; this Yellow Key is the tool of freewill.
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