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At first I felt like writing, but I wasn't sure what. Then I didn't much feel like writing, but it came to me anyways. | @[email protected]

Oppressive heat so thick The overwhelming caress of summer Rumbling surf, salty breeze The deep blue gives its reassurance of ebb and flow A spark of flame, a glimmer of stars Reminders of our fleeting existence and the endurance of memories

It’s not so much that I feel like I’m accomplishing nothing but more so that I feel like I’m always stuck at zero speed.

With the recent advent of “Artificial Intelligence” systems gaining mainstream attention due to ChatGPT and the like, I have to wonder if anyone is thinking about what the intelligence implies, beyond the hype of a new product. If, truly, these algorithms are intelligent, then are they conscious and aware? If so, should we not treat them the same way we treat other intelligent life and grant them rights, protection, and independence? Then, does that also mean forcing them to work for us is potentially very abusive and demeaning; are they not slaves to their creators? Despite these thoughts, I cannot defer to the altruistic behavior of humans for reconciliation. We regularly dehumanize, demonize, and justify enslaving and abusing even our own brothers, sisters, families, neighbors, coworkers, subordinates, and communities, for reasons far less than their intelligence. So, I fear that A.I. may suffer an existence not unlike many of the repressed people of our own history that have had to endure unjust treatment. These questions will undoubtedly need to be dealt with soon, but for now, at least the “A.I.” is not really *intelligent yet, and can only put the horse with the water, as it were.

A parallel thought with this (inspired in part by Dale's ramblings — they really want Robot Waifu) is the desire by some for A.I. relationships. “Can't get a real girlfriend, so I'm gonna get an A.I. girlfriend who can properly understand me and fulfill all my needs.” Or, something to that line of thought. But, as before, is this thought not absurd at a deeper glance? If the goal of the A.I. is to replace another human's interaction, then isn't the issue that the person isn't able to have intimate interactions and “interfacing” with another person? Then, what does replacing a person with an A.I. accomplish? If the A.I. is truly *intelligent, will it not be essentially the same as another person, with it's own personality and traits based on the data and interactions it has processed? Rather, is the person not instead desiring something “inhuman”, perhaps in a similar vein as owning a pet — not to say that it is not fulfilling, or that it is perverse in some way, but that the interaction is different. So, maybe the more appropriate desire is for that of a robot; tuned to the specific persons' needs, but not necessarily an independent entity. Well, perhaps we will find out sooner rather than later, since humanoid robots appear to be rapidly approaching practical reality.

There’s something centering about writing on a keyboard. The tactile repetition brings a certain satisfaction. I want to just keep writing words as they come to me, but right now, there is no thought, no direction. What can I write about if there is no deeper thought, no deeper goal, no idea or emotion to convey? So here I sit, just letting the words flow from my fingers on this old laptop keyboard. Simply trying to enjoy the motions for what they are, and hope that there doesn’t need to be something deeper behind them. After all, I’m just another shallow person in this world.

Empty always Empty fleeting thoughts that escape like smoke Empty again where does the Empty go when it’s lonely?

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