This blog is AI free
AI's Wake
(by R.P.Edwards)
A wonder
A marvel
A chapter, new
So much accomplished
But less of you
A compilation
Consensus brain
A surface symphony
Without the drain...
Oh, I'm a huge Elon Musk fan. HUGE! And I make no apology and have no qualms in saying that this brilliant fellow was (as is being) used of the Lord to help right this listing vessel of America.
But, this blog mainly has to do with the AI revolution in our midst. Mr Musk is a great advocate for this technology and, no doubt, advances can come quickly if the vast sum of human knowledge has an intuitive intellect mixed in.
And, of course, perfection has not yet arrived. And, of course, those with evil intent will find ways to make the Terminator movies not such a far stretch after all. But, my immediate concern is just how many gifted sorts will be replaced so easily. In particular, writers, artists, musicians and singers. Oh yes, we've seen and heard the wonderful result of AI on our Social Media feeds. And, although we were impressed at first, now a jaded pallor slowly attends our visage as we must ask ourselves, again and again and again, "Is this real, or just an AI lie?"
The poem continues...
...So mourn the many
In Asimov's wave
Washed away
Into the grave
The human soul
Computers take
And gone are we
In AI's wake
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