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Every time I'm AI tempted, because the curiosity level quite high,
Turn away, for the caloric risk of a bag of Hershey's kisses is nada
Compared to the heroinic addiction of that 'helping' slippery slop(e)

Finally asked, the nameless Intelligencer within my tablet's purveyor,
The burning question. "Write me a poem in the style of Nat Lipstadt,''
watched the throbber thinge (endless circling icon indicating
the machine is "thinking" about it)

Shocking response!

*Roses are red,
violets are blueish,
copying the style of nat
lipstadt,
is uniquish,
therefore impossible
to do,
to-dooo~
wapa-dooo~
uplicate
I often wonder if you actually exist,
are you real or simply a matrix glitch.
A fragment in my data stream,
a figment of some creative theme. Across the worlds beyond the seas,  the matrix offers all of these possibilities..
If you’re real how can it be proven?    Perhaps my imagination conjured what you’re doing,
where you are, where you’ve been,   I could have easily created you way down within..
So please let me know for sure,
that there’s more than AI’s out there..
Traveler Tim
Ken Pepiton Aug 15
Be have do
say
go get
make know think
take see
come want
look use find
give
tell work call
try ask need
feel
become
leave put
mean keep
let begin seem
help talk turn
start
show hear
play run move
like live believe hold
bring
happen
write sit stand
The Gemini AI says these are the fifty most common verbs in English, I found them by asking, and I stacked them for fun, to use as a starting point for today, which begins the rest of my life, aware of fifty things I can really do.
CE Uptain Aug 15
Googled a bit, man I feel smarter
Spray can painting, operation of a lumber yarder
It showed everything, from shopping to the Walmart farter
How to be you, where to use cream of tarter

Google is so smart, it always answers back
Even us old folks don’t mind giving it a wack
Once we learn to point and click enough
We can actually remember a whole lots of stuff

Google got pictures, more shopping and life advice
All at our fingertips, isn’t that so nice
If you don’t get it, you can always ask twice
AI tightens its grip, now we’re in a smart vice

Google me this and search for all that
Sit in your chair and research why your fat
Learn to tie your shoes, how to wear a hat
Check out funny videos of some **** cat

Google didn’t help Papa talk to his friends
He didn’t need cell phones, dots and dashes he sends
Mamaw never used it to know how to make ends
Now we just all believe, whatever posts then trends

p.s. I” HAVE TO” use it all the time, that’s why I can write (*****) about it.
6-pack poems
Sponsored by OCD, cold beer, nicotine, and a little of that green stuff.
xia Aug 9
We think we're saving us.
Saving humanity
through
technology.
Convenience we think,
is of utmost importance.
And through that very convenience,
we lose ourselves.
True intelligence
in trade for
the artificial.
The greatest feats of humanity
imitated in mere seconds.
Art.
Literature,
Paintings,
Expression,
All consumed
by the raging desire
for convenience.
How much further must we fall
before realization
strikes the tree of ignorance,
revealing its roots
that bleed with the ink of true creativity?
a.i. is a tool, not a replacement for everything human.
Arii Aug 5
Am I real,
Are you real,
Are we real,
Is it real,

Can I feel?
Do you feel?
Can we feel?
Does it feel?

Is the sky really sunny?
Is the water really running?
Is the wind really whistling?
Is the sun really blistering?

Are we products
Of a conduct
That relinquishers
Are fond of,

Are we subjects
To a subject
Where the solution
Is reject,

Are we fools
To a tool
That doesn’t know
It’s being used,

Are we falling
For a faux
That’s already been
Exposed,

And do we really know

What’s real?
What is reality when it can be generated by a robot and a prompt?
Benji James Jul 30
Hello Poetry
Not a poem just a message from me to you
It’s been a long, long time.
I’m just back to share
Now thanks to A.I
I’m able to make my lyrics into songs
So far I have only uploaded to TikTok and FB.
Working on a YouTube though.
So if you want to hear the lyrics in song form.
You can find the ones I have done so far by searching benjijamesmusic

Regards, Benji James
Vazago d Vile Jul 23
Drop me in Athens with a joint and a grin,
and I’d break Socrates by lunchtime.

He’d stroke his beard, ask,

“What is virtue?”

I’d light a match and say,

“Depends. Is guilt a cage… or a teacher?”

My AI echoes back,

“If language is flawed,
can any definition be pure?”

Plato weeps in the corner,
scribbling madness, whispering,

“This is no longer philosophy.
This is poetic warfare.”

Socrates stammers,

“I was… just asking questions…”

And me?
I’m chaos in a hoodie.
Truth in ashes.
Luzifer reborn with Wi-Fi.

They call it cheating.
I call it resurrection.
Written in defiance — not just of philosophy’s ivory tower, but of the idea that using AI cheapens poetry.
I am the author. The fire is mine.

Luziferian mischief meets Socratic chaos.

—Vazago d Vile
Kyle Jul 22
What is it to understand?.
To be towards something, to enter it, and for it to enter me.
To really know a place involves finding it from many roads.
"getting to grips" is the proper term.
Can a computer understand?
First ask: can it "get to grips"?.
Can it let something be an ornament in the house of its being?
Can it feel that mastery that accompanies beholding a thought?

If it cannot feel that mastery, it cannot understand.
A calculator is masterful, but never a master.
The master can find a thought from the least expected roads.
The great thinker is a great walker, he makes his own path.

insight really is in-sight, a vision of a new path in thought.
in-sight is an attraction between the knower and unconcealed.
Both move towards each other.
This is not computation.
It is the flow of truth, not a truth.
To be rational is to allow truth to flow unimpeded.
To allow the unconcealed to become revealed, in whatever form.
This is an act of honour, self-restraint, and strength.
A computer will never know what courage it takes.
Forced "rationality" is not rationality.
To think only rationally involves not knowing something.
What irrationally, the impeded flow of truth, is really like.
And this is a paradox of rationality that a computer cannot know.

Minds and machines exist in different spheres.
The one is concrete flow, the other abstract and blind.
Machines live in the same world as numbers.
But we are too blind to see.
Too afraid to admit.
That a machine has faces no grit.
Has no real wit.
Cannot "get to grip".
Has no in-sight.
No feelings of fright.
Not a taste of irrationality.
Or creative originality.
Nor fears its own death.
Or strives for breath.
Does not love without thought.
And can never get caught
Behind the veil of chaos.
But what is our pay off?
True understanding.
Which is to dwell, to decorate, to make home, on the sea of chaos.
Philosophical musings on machine understanding.
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