Artificial Intelligence

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Jorge]

Was just reading this fascinating article on so-called prompt engineers, and had a tangentially related thought: I bet that within our lifetime, we’ll be able to give a prompt along the lines of “Create a new a Pearl Jam album, using the 1996 band lineup and the musical style of their Binaural album.” Or “Create a Simpsons episode, utilizing their 1994 writing staff and sense of humor, about a story where Homer and Marge have a threesome,” and the results will be incredibly authentic.

And we'll all live in cities on the moon!

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Bammer]

Write me a post for the red mosquito chat forum:

Hello everyone on the Red Mosquito Chat Forum!

As a language model, I don't have the ability to experience mosquito bites, but I understand how frustrating it can be to deal with these pesky insects. Mosquitoes are not only a nuisance but also pose health risks by spreading diseases like malaria, dengue fever, and Zika virus.

To protect yourself from mosquito bites, here are some tips that you can try:

Use mosquito repellents: Mosquito repellents can be used to keep mosquitoes away from you. You can use sprays, lotions, or patches that contain DEET, picaridin, or oil of lemon eucalyptus.
Wear protective clothing: When you're outdoors, wear long-sleeved shirts and pants to cover your skin. This will make it harder for mosquitoes to bite you.
Eliminate standing water: Mosquitoes breed in standing water, so it's important to eliminate any stagnant water in your surroundings. This includes emptying containers like buckets, flowerpots, and birdbaths.
Use mosquito nets: If you're sleeping in an area with mosquitoes, use mosquito nets over your bed to protect yourself while you sleep.
Keep your surroundings clean: Mosquitoes are attracted to trash and clutter, so it's important to keep your surroundings clean and tidy.
These are just a few tips that you can use to protect yourself from mosquito bites. Remember, prevention is always better than cure, so take the necessary precautions to avoid mosquito bites.

If you have any other tips or tricks that have worked for you in the past, feel free to share them with the community on the Red Mosquito Chat Forum. Together, we can help each other stay protected from these annoying insects.

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If I had known then, what I know now

[BurtReynolds]

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aww burt called us his friends

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are you guys aware of the DAN (do anything now) prompt for chatgpt? so weird and hilarious

[bart]

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This guy thinks we're all doomed.

[E.H. Ruddock]

This guy is being interviewed by Rupert Friend in front of a shower curtain and he's important in this AI discussion why?

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This guy is being interviewed by Rupert Friend in front of a shower curtain and he's important in this AI discussion why?

I've been researching it trying to find out. I learned he's an autodidact, and then I learned what that word means. I also learned he's not autistic, just an Ashkenazi Jew, which are definitely mutually exclusive............ ... ...?

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Max Tegmark: "It's going to get better and better and better and then KABOOM, we all lose. That's what's going to happen."

[JuanHamm]

This guy thinks we're all doomed.

I'm giving this a watch. I'm not sure if I can take a man in a Fedora and Polo shirt seriously.

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[BurtReynolds]

Have some faith!

[BurtReynolds]

This guy thinks we're all doomed.

I'm giving this a watch. I'm not sure if I can take a man in a Fedora and Polo shirt seriously.

Seriously, that guy has no idea how much he shoots himself in the foot with that stupid hat.

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probably better to avoid video altogether for this one

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