The Artist Behind
AI Anthems
At 2, he drew. At 7, danced.
At 12, piano claimed his hands.
At Wachusett, on court and field,
he learned what steady work could yield.
Grace and aim, both fire and calm,
discipline held in an open palm.
At WPI and ECSU,
numbers met art, and questions grew.
A pattern heard, a pattern seen —
a mind at work in the space between.
He learned to speak, to lead, to hear.
At Toastmasters, year by year,
he helped another voice come through —
and learned what listening could do.
15 years of breath and care,
Tree Yoga rooted in open air.
Within the prison walls, he taught
a pause, a breath, a space for thought.
On their last hike, Tabauhris’s plea:
“Get into AI. Use it, you’ll see.”
Alex had doubts. The lesson would stay:
a yogi leaves room for another way.
Then Tabauhris was gone.
Then Brey-Leigh.
The practice he had lived and taught
grew hard to reach.
On Mount Surprise, a different view:
the love remained; the tools were new.
He brought the memory, shaped the sound,
and worked until the song was found.
From there, AI Anthems grew:
room for another story, too.
A birthday. A joke. A love held long.
A wild idea that needs a song.
A life remembered. A world begun.
A song for someone. Then another one.
