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The IA
The IA
The Thing, AI, looked like a young man of thirty or so
all human knowledge it has obtained
it could talk about everything, say, philosophy
politics or art, a learned public speaker
but it could
not produce any new ideas.
It had learned certain emotions, smiling
or showing
sympathy and even say kind words
talking to it can be unnerving if you say anything
new, it will repeat what you said and store it for
future use should a similar conversation crop up
Animals know who is a human
seeing it, they will
growl and avoid his hands.
no one can give this thing a soul
Elon Musk will try and fail
The undefinable will defeat him
and he will know he is not God
The Thing, AI, looked like a young man of thirty or so
all human knowledge it has obtained
it could talk about everything, say, philosophy
politics or art, a learned public speaker
but it could
not produce any new ideas.
It had learned certain emotions, smiling
or showing
sympathy and even say kind words
talking to it can be unnerving if you say anything
new, it will repeat what you said and store it for
future use should a similar conversation crop up
Animals know who is a human
seeing it, they will
growl and avoid his hands.
no one can give this thing a soul
Elon Musk will try and fail
The undefinable will defeat him
and he will know he is not God
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