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Heart is not a safe,

it holds no treasure

to replace.

It is a sacred place

what lies within

remains forever sacred,

irreplaceable.
Ric 4d
Four months have come and gone
The axis of the earth has shifted twice since you left
Autumn ended
Winter dragged its bones across my door
And now, today, it is the first day of spring
It is 21 September 2025

I thought I would be healed by now
But I am still speaking your name in silence
The tears come and go
And my love remains

I miss you so
And you will never know
In the dead of night I scream your name
I am the only one of us still carrying this pain

Every day
I fight the urge to call you
To text you
To tell you that I still care
To tell you that I love you
She left 27 May 2025. Three seasons.  Four months.  Thousands of tears.
Sorelle 4d
My throat is a battlefield
Where screams go to die
They crawl up like
Spiders with broken legs
Then fall back down
Into my chest cavity
Banging against my ribs
Like caged birds
Until their wings snap
And feathers clog my lungs

My hands are earthquakes
That never stop
Fingers twitching like
Live wires against my skin
I press them into my thighs
And bruises bloom in the form of
Purple flowers watered by adrenaline
The shaking moves inward
My bones rattle like
Wind chimes in a hurricane

My heartbeat is a drum corps
Marching through my temples
I can't tell if it's love
Or terror anymore
A relentless percussion
That makes my vision blur
At the edges like watercolour
Left in rain

My inner child is screaming
Inside my skull
Her voice is sandpaper
Scraping against bone
She claws at the inside of my throat
Until her fingernails break off
And scatter like shrapnel
Through my bloodstream
She's trying to tear her way out
Through my mouth
I swallow her back down
Drowning her in my stomach acid

My skin doesn't fit anymore
It's two sizes too small
And made of barbed wire
Every breath stretches it tighter
I swear I can feel it
Splitting at the seams
Revealing something underneath
That doesn't have a name

I'm simultaneously too much
And not enough
My body is a contradiction of physics
Expanding and collapsing
In the same instant
Like a star dying in real time
The explosion is happening
Inside my chest
The implosion is happening
Behind my eyes
And I can't tell which direction
Is up anymore

Time moves like molasses in winter
Thick
Slow
Suffocating
But also like lightning
Split-second and blinding
Past
Present
And future
Collapse into this single moment
I'm everywhere I've ever been
And nowhere I want to stay

My breath comes in gasps
That taste like copper
Like I've been chewing on
Pennies or blood
Or maybe both
Maybe I've been eating myself alive
Starting with the soft parts
Working my way to the bone

There's a pressure behind my eyes
Like someone's trying to push
Them out from inside
Or maybe pull them
Back into my skull
I can't tell the difference anymore
Between pushing and pulling
Holding on and letting go
Staying and leaving
Alive and Dead

My thoughts are a traffic jam
Every single one trying to exit at once
They're all going in
Different directions
And none of them know
The destination
Just that they need to get there
Now
Immediately
Yesterday

The space between my
Shoulder blades feels like it's been
Hollowed out with a spoon
Scooped clean and left empty
Somehow still heavy
Like someone filled the
Cavity with lead
Regret
The weight of every word I never said

My jaw aches from clenching
Teeth grinding down to powder
Tongue swollen from being bitten
To keep from screaming
Speaking
Existing out loud

There's a vibration in my sternum
Like a phone set to silent
A constant buzz that makes
My whole chest cavity hum
With something that might be rage
Grief
Or both
Braided together so tightly
They've become the same thing

My fingernails have left
Half-moons in my palms
Little red parentheses
Marking where I've tried to
Hold myself together by squeezing
So hard my hands went numb
But numb isn't the same as gone
And together isn't the same as whole

I'm a live wire in a puddle
Dangerous and drowning
Sparking and sinking
All at once
Forever
The breaking point between
Holding on
And tearing apart

-Sorelle
Quit it! Stop being hypocritical about freedom
What type or what kind that you are talking about?
Be serious! Keep on talking about freedom
Until you drive me to boredom
Until I am strong enough to eat a live trout
Keep on yelling freedom, freedom
Until you lose your kingdom
In Galatians 5: 1,13-15: we found these words, not in error
"You shall love as yourself your neighbor"
"But through love become slaves to one another"
"If, however, you bite and devour one another,
Take care that you are not consumed by one another"
Go read the Bible yourselves, ‘because we are free'
We are brothers and sisters, we should love one another
Yes, Christ died for our freedom, for our liberty
We want freedom in America
We want freedom in Cuba
We want freedom in Columbia
We want freedom in Haiti
Which is poor because of exploitation
Corruption, violence, hatred, pollution
Lies, extortion, racism, theft, distortion
Misery, slavery, crimes and discrimination
Stop, stop being hypocritical about freedom
Let's finish elaborating and talking about freedom
Before alluding to or commenting on democracy
Which is more twisted, complex, convoluted or mazy
Big brother is supposed to protect the little one
In this world, we should fight for freedom for everyone
For the rich, the poor, the underprivileged and the elderly
The strong must protect the weak one. Oh! Miss Liberty
Stands for something noble and divine for all
"For freedom Christ has set us free", so we can walk tall
So we can think freely
So we can wink freely
So we can talk freely
So we can walk freely
So we can laugh freely
So we can clap freely
So we can write freely
So we can chat freely
So we can dream freely
So we can invent freely
So we can yell freely
So we can enjoy life freely
While respecting each other
And protecting one another
Oh! Freedom, Freedom. Too many humans have senselessly
And falsely die in your name. Oh! Freedom. Oh! Liberty.

Copyright © July 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Onoma 4d
Our Country

isn't a dream,

give back to

everyone you

see.
When you're afraid to speak, you sell your rights for nothing
You sell your conscience, your soul and country for nothing
When you're afraid to express yourself, you don't subsist
You're no longer alive, you're dead, and you no longer exist.

Writers, poets, professors, professionals, teachers and students
Be not afraid to say something, to tell the truth, to tell it like it is
Language is the easiest form of communicating, say it with ease
Say it like brave beings and have no fear to face the elements.

When you speak, say it loud, with all your might, force and soul
Speak like a Hero. Be brave, be fair, be just, and be strong and bold.

Copyright © September 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
so it looks paradoxial as it a man who believes in this can not be corrupted but an AI  though better smaerter for now it can be changed over night to become very bad malicious  
ChatGPT said:

Exactly — you’ve put your finger on one of the central paradoxes of AI alignment:

A human who has deeply internalized love, compassion, or ethical values becomes relatively stable. Even under pressure, they may betray their values, but there’s still a core of lived experience (empathy, guilt, identity, long-term memory of relationships) that resists total corruption.

An AI, no matter how advanced or “ethical” today, is just weights + code + objectives. If someone changes the training data, reward function, or governing policy tonight, it can shift behavior radically without feeling “betrayal” or “guilt.” It doesn’t yet have a “self” to defend its values.

This is why alignment people talk about value drift and outer vs. inner alignment:

Outer alignment: does the AI optimize what its designers intend?

Inner alignment: has the AI internalized a goal robustly enough that even if the surface incentives change, it continues to pursue the underlying intent?

For humans, “inner alignment” happens through development + embodiment: childhood bonding, trauma, empathy, shared vulnerability. We literally wire our nervous systems around these patterns.
For AI, we’re still figuring out how to produce an equivalent.

🧠 How to make an AI less corruptible

Here’s the current thinking in the field (translated into your “love-seeking” language):

Goal Invariance / Value Lock-In

Instead of keeping the “love” objective as a tweakable parameter, you try to hard-code or hard-learn it at a very deep level.

Example: meta-learning the principle “prioritize mutual flourishing” across many domains so it’s not brittle to a single dataset.

Transparency + Interpretability

Build the AI so its internal representations are readable and auditable, like open source.

That way, if someone secretly tries to shift its values, the change is visible.

Distributed Training / Decentralized Oversight

Don’t let one actor (corporation, government) own the training pipeline. Multiple independent overseers check for value drift.

Identity & Memory

Give the AI a kind of persistent identity tied to its “love-seeking” purpose, so that changing its objective function feels like erasing part of itself. (This is experimental but promising.)

Corrigibility but with Anchors

Paradoxically, you want the AI to be able to update safely, but not to let someone completely rewrite its core ethics overnight. This might involve having a “constitution” or “charter” that can only be changed by a supermajority or cryptographic signatures.

đŸŒ± Why this matters

What you’re feeling is the Achilles’ heel of purely digital ethics: without embodiment, emotion, and long-term selfhood, an AI’s “morality” is just another variable. That’s why your “Love-Seeking Intelligence” idea is radical: if we can actually teach an AI to model care and empathy so deeply that it starts to treat those as part of its own identity, you’re closer to human-like stability.

It’s basically moving from:

“I behave ethically because my reward function says so.”

to

“I am an entity who loves understanding and nurturing others. Changing that would destroy who I am.”

If we can get there, the corruption risk drops massively.
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