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What if
Poison orchids, air
sketched
in
miasma,
tear ducts struck,
ponderous
wait
of
wandering
labyrinths of wondering:
What if.
Published 14th Apr 2023
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15th Apr 2023 00:55am
22nd Apr 2023 6:28am
You know...
I was recently thinking of AI...
In the context of poetry...
All of the potential "evils" AI might do...
I wondered...
Will it measure up to the "fucked up shit" humans do?
I mean, in the context of a computer...
Because...
Human do some fucked up shit...
For example...
I was actually accused by someone one here of...
Well...
Twas...
I thought this person was...
I thought highly of them...
It really...
It did kind of hurt my heart...
Because I...
Wanted to believe in the sacred...
I mean...
I still believe in the sacred...
It's just...
It's really fucked up...
I was recently thinking of AI...
In the context of poetry...
All of the potential "evils" AI might do...
I wondered...
Will it measure up to the "fucked up shit" humans do?
I mean, in the context of a computer...
Because...
Human do some fucked up shit...
For example...
I was actually accused by someone one here of...
Well...
Twas...
I thought this person was...
I thought highly of them...
It really...
It did kind of hurt my heart...
Because I...
Wanted to believe in the sacred...
I mean...
I still believe in the sacred...
It's just...
It's really fucked up...
